I saw Donna when I got home. She was a full-time housewife. Each time I went home, her presence warmed the atmosphere. Donna was busy cooking in the kitchen. Before long, she brought out the food and set the table.
I wanted to help Donna, but she waved her hand and said, "Logan, just rest already. I know you had a long day."
This was exactly what I wanted. It made me feel at home. After all the politics I had endured today, I finally felt relaxed. My arm and hand were sore, so I iced them, taking cubes from the freezer.
After eating, I felt a lot better. The swelling had gone down as well though the bruising was obvious. I was tired so I headed for my room. Since it had been an exhausting day for me, I quickly fell asleep the moment I relaxed.
Someone suddenly screamed, I woke up with
