THIRTY-ONE
McCall awoke and peered at the alarm clock through half-open eyes. The electronic beep of the alarm was abruptly ended as she reached over, slamming a hand onto the off switch and waited for the second alarm to sound before she stirred. McCall rolled back over and stretched off the stiffness of a good night’s sleep. The night before, she had relaxed by staying up late with a bottle of red and an old movie. Unwillingly, McCall forced herself out of the warm, comfortable bed and made her way to the kitchen to switch on the coffee machine she had prepped the night before. McCall clicked on the button and then rested her head on her arms as she leant on the counter next to the machine as she waited for the sound of the motors and heaters to activate into a chorus of a whirring soun
