A large gust of wind rattling the window woke Zeenia the next morning, summoning her from the deep and peaceful sleep she had coveted most of the night. For a few hours, she kept waking up, convinced Shanaya would run off unless she was watched at every moment. When midnight passed and she was still sleeping beside Zeenia, she realized that Shanaya was hers for the whole night and thus succumbed to her exhaustion.
Now Zeenia blinked the sleep out of her eyes and stared at the sunlight strewn Michigan cityscape, forgetting why the curtain had been left open the previous night.
She pulled back the sheet and revealed a tiny hand still clutching her stomach.
Shanaya had gradually pulled away from Zeenia during the night, taking up the other side of the bed with meandering limbs and toes tha
