Insight
Wednesday
My eyes peeped out from under the blanket, hoping it wasn’t time to wake up just yet, again.
Naturally I could have fallen back asleep but a delicious aroma was drifting through to my room, awakening my senses.
Curling back into the blankets, I smiled smugly. The smell reminded me that Cythia had stayed over and I was presuming she was making a home-cooked breakfast.
“Happy birthday sweetie,” she greeted and smiled, as I dragged myself through the kitchen and slumped onto the bar stool.
“Aw, thanks Mom.”
“You’re nearly as old as your sister now!” she joked. I smiled at the thought that Reemée was only slightly older than I.
“Sure, I’ll catch up to her one day. But I’m not sure if I like the sound of my new age. Twenty-one had such a better, younger ring to it you
