I woke up the next morning in a better mood.
By seven, I was awake. And only because today was Sunday.
Once out of bed, I went straight to the shower where I did my business, washing mg hair and leaving it wet over my shoulders, then put on a white robe, heading down to the parlor.
“Mummy!” Donald was the first to greet me, his tiny legs rushing over.
A small smile touched my lips as I lifted him. “How was your night?”
“It was beautiful. Mimi told me a bedtime story.”
“Awwn, cute.” I ruffled his hair slightly just as Emery walked down the stairs.
“Why are you wetting the floor with your hair?” She rolled her eyes then changed the topic. “You know, I was thinking maybe we should spend the day out.”
My brows furrowed slightly. “Why would you think I'd want that?”
“I didn't say you w
