Cumming Home

(In my morning voice) ‘Oh hey.. You’re home..’ (Elsie answered) ‘Yupp. For some time already.’ (I asked) ‘Where’s Maeve?’ ‘Outside, probably making breakfast? I don’t know.’ Pulling the blindfolds back over my eyes, I knew it was time to wake up, but there was no rush to since it was only 8am. (She asked) ‘Are…Continue readingCumming Home