Dawn arrives way too soon for my liking. I want to sleep still, but duty calls.
“Get up,” I moan and throw a shoe at Nathan who is sleeping on the opposite side of the room. We have not had the time to pay attention to our living arrangements, so we just crashed on our new mattresses on the floor.
“Five more minutes,” Nathan mumbles and pulls the blanket over his head.
“We do not have five more minutes,” I yawn and get up to go to the bathroom. I take a quick, vigorous shower to clear my head.
When I walk back into the room, a smiling Sierra waits for me with a steamy cup of coffee and a muffin.
“Sierra, you are my angel,” I delightfully sigh as I accept my heavenly gift from her. “Why are you up so early?”
“Old habit,” she avoids eye contact and I suspect that it has to do with the
