She woke up Sunday to sunlight.
Proper sunlight — the kind that came through the window at an angle and landed across the bed in a warm stripe and meant the rain had finally given up. She lay in it for a moment and felt it on her face and felt...
She woke up Sunday to sunlight.
Proper sunlight — the kind that came through the window at an angle and landed across the bed in a warm stripe and meant the rain had finally given up. She lay in it for a moment and felt it on her face and felt...