Harlow ate the breakfast her mother had cooked, though it was more like a brunch; given how it was late in the morning. She still felt out of sorts, even after downing two cups of coffee.
"Are you feeling alright?" Her mother asked.
"Yeah, I must have slept hard, or something. I'm still a bit drowsy."
"Well, I want you to rest today. Don't worry about going to work. I've already told your father you wouldn't be in."
Harlow sighed and leaned against the back of her chair. "I hate not being there for daddy. Does he know what happened last night?"
"No, I came and got you. Your father was already fast asleep when I brought you home."
Harlow blew out a sigh of relief, she was happy at least her father wasn't aware of her shameful behavior last night. She frowned as she considered that
