25. GIFTS

BRANDY

My hand kept patting. 

I rolled over, pulling a pillow to my face and drifted back to sleep. 

Friday. 

My day to sleep. 

I woke up at ten, alone in bed. Somehow I was well rested. 

A smile lay on my face. 

I slid out of bed, not failing to notice that I had been clinging to Storm’s pi...

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