Chapter Seven
Nell woke to pale sunlight trickling through gaps in the blinds. She eyed it with disfavor. It felt kind of pissy of Mama Nature to weigh in with sun today. Least she could do was throw some clouds into the sky. Maybe a little storm action. Not that unusual-for-spring heat was exactly the cheerful choice, but…
Nell sat up before she remembered why it was a bad idea. She rode the waves of ouch until everything settled into a low grumble. Then she rested her feet on the cool wood floor. That felt rather good. She might have tried it for other achy body parts, but she wasn’t sure she could get up twice. And her bladder had a standing date with the porcelain throne down the hall. It, more than the sun, was what had pulled her from sleep. It was true that her dreams had not been
