Chapter Six
Sunday
It wasn’t the bright rays of sunshine coming through the bedroom windows that woke Megan the next morning, but rather a cool, wet nose and purring of one of the cats letting her know that it was time for breakfast. Yawning and stretching, Megan opened her eyes and scratched the cat behind the ears. With her eyes now opened, she focused on a beautiful painting on the wall opposite the bed. The painting could be a sunrise at a secluded beach and had been placed on the wall so that it was the first thing Megan saw when she woke or the last thing at night. It always gave her a moment to pause and reflect on her day and fill her with a sense of peace. Sending a quick prayer heavenwards for a less eventful day, Megan got out of bed and went into her bathroom to get ready for
