Grace POV
The sleep did me a lot of good.
By the time I woke up, the sun was up warming the clouds with its orange flame. I stretched lazily as I lay back in bed relinquishing the luxury of being alone. Home wasn't like New York where I and Aunt Harriet could stay the entire day without bumping into each other. Most times, when she brings work home, we could go for days without spending five minutes together.
But, Bristol was different.
At home, there would be no privacy and the only reason why I may have been allowed to sleep in would be because of my flight and nothing more. My mom would have been up in my room by now, opening curtains and yanking the bedcover from my body.
"Is this how you want to be sleeping when you become the lady over your house?" she would shout.
I stare
