I was awakened by a twinge of discomfort in my gut, and I sighed. It was different from the earlier ache in my back. A glance at the watch I’d brought with me and still wore showed it was a little after midnight.
Dammit, I knew I shouldn’t have had that second can of pork and beans for dinner. What had I been thinking? Beans always disagreed with me.
I sighed again. Well, it was only what I deserved. I rolled out of our bed, padding into the cavern we had set aside for cooking.
Perhaps tea would help. Nanny used to make it for me when I had an upset stomach. I decided I’d do that. Hopefully the tea would ease my abdominal distress.
The damned pork and beans were bothering our little tadpole, too. It felt like he was using my insides for a football, and I could see the skin just below m
