Although I was looking forward to volunteering at the Food Bank the next morning, I was relieved that it wasn"t until ten o"clock, so I could stay in bed a while longer. For some reason, the only restful sleep I ever got was early mornings. I told you I was weird.
I heard Grace honking her horn, but ignored it, incorporating the sound into my dream instead. It wasn"t until she pounded on the front door that I finally woke up. Damn it! My bizarre sleep habits were so irritating. I threw on a robe, let her in without a word and immediately marched into the bathroom where I hurriedly brushed my teeth, washed my face and tamed my bed-head the best I could.
"Sorry," I said in a mumble, as I threw on some clothes. "No sleep."
"It sure seemed like you were sleeping when I honked." She made a f
