When I opened my eyes the next morning, the early morning sun was streaming in through the stain glass window. The bright colored glass filled the room with a whimsical feeling. Graham was still wrapped tightly around my waist, I knew that he didn't have any plans to leave my side.
I felt much more lucid than I did yesterday. The grogginess and the fog had lifted some and I could feel my stomach start to rumble, my appetite was back. I had the sudden craving for some fresh bread and butter, maybe some porridge.
There was a gentle knock on the door followed by Kennedy's head that popped in through the crack. I lit up when I saw her but my smile quickly faded when I saw the bruises around her eyes and on her cheeks. They were starting to turn yellow, so I knew that they were healing. I w
