My eyes start to slowly open, but the light filtering in through the curtain has them snapping wide. Fuck! Fuck! Fuck! A glance at the clock on the nightstand tells me it’s past 7:00. Of-fucking-course. My old ass is always awake at 5:00. Sometimes I fall back asleep, but years of having to open my shop means waking up early is ingrained in my biology. I lower my gaze to Maddie. It’s got to be this little woman. Sleeping next to her is apparently the same thing as falling into a coma.
