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Thelma POV.
I hear my phone ring but I am reluctant to pick it. I throw my hand all over the bed in order to trace for my phone but I can’t seem to find it as it continues to ring in my ears. I can hardly open my eyes after having slept for only about two hours.
I couldn’t sleep early last we were busy organizing for our weekend away. It has been agreed and it is a weekend of five since Richard is still busy at work and hasn’t come back yet from that business trip and so he is not going to be part of us at all.
Finally, my phone stops ringing. At least some one can go back to sleep in peace without having any disturbance at all. Just as am about to be taken over but sleep, there is a loud banging at my bedroom door which is then follows by my mother’s voice.
“Thelma woke
