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Morning, Addressed Elsewhere

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“Mommy.”

I pulled the blanket over my ears.

“Mommy.”

The bedroom door opened wider.

“Mommy, wake up. It’s an emergency.”

I pressed my face into the pillow.

Didn’t move.

The villa guest room was too peaceful for an emergency. Pale oyster walls, old wood paneling that didn’t try too hard to look antique, sheer linen curtains over the glass doors leading to a small balcony, and a large bed with a low oak headboard that had somehow convinced my body to sleep almost dreamlessly.

Deeply irritating.

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