That night, Abby couldn’t get any sleep. She kept thinking about her mother’s words, ringing in her mind like a reprise.
She wanted to call her mom and ask how her father was doing, but that was not an option as it was already too late to call her mom. As sleep finally surged through, she gave up the thoughts of asking about her father, she just gave in and let sleep take passage.
She was woken up the following morning by the ringing of her phone alarm. She quickly ran to the bathroom for a quick shower and changed into a pair of comfortable palazzo pants, a white tank top that reached just above her belly button. She looked at herself in the mirror and shook her head.
The top barely covered her stomach, so she took it off and opted for a sleeveless top that covered her body perfectly.
