I woke up again around 5 pm. I felt like death. I was groggy, my head was still throbbing (from too much sleep now, I assumed), and I felt like I hadn’t slept in days, which was the opposite of true.
“Mornin’ sleepy head,” Megan said from where she sat in the recliner.
“Mmm,” I groaned and sat up. I looked over at her as I stretched my arms over my head and yawned.
“Well. However long it takes for beauty sleep to kick in, 18 hours isn’t it,” Megan said with a frown as she looked me over.
I threw one of the couch pillows at her. She caught it and threw it back. I laughed.
“I need food,” I said. “What are you guys doing for dinner?”
Megan shrugged. “There’s tons of stuff in the kitchen. Help yourself.”
I shuffled into the kitc
