Reading her thoughts Troy answered. "It's the afternoon."
"What?!" She scrambled out of bed. "Why'd you let me sleep so late?"
"You probably needed it."
Juicy slipped on her house shoes. "How long have you been awake?"
"Since about seven-"
Juicy straightened her doo rag. Her hand froze in mid tug. "Oh my goodness. I didn't mean to leave you alone for so long."
"It's okay." He shrugged.
"Did you find the food I left for you?"
Troy smiled. "Oh yeah. I ate that. Thank you. I hope you don't mind but I showered and made breakfast."
"No, of course not." Her bedroom was beginning to feel a bit too closed so she went out into the living room where Troy was happy to follow.
"How do you feel this morning?"
She shrugged. "It's hard to say. I woke up so fast that I feel a little jittery."
