Chapter 7Barbara climbed out of bed and made her way to the bathroom, striking the doorjamb with her shoulder in her grogginess. She strained to see the digital readout on the bedside alarm. Seven o'clock, she thought.
Brian was just beginning to come to. Through a veil of fog, he heard someone say “Dammit.” Then he heard the shower. He fell back to sleep, and the sounds became a waterfall in a lush forest. When he next awoke, Barbara was putting on makeup by the dresser. Brian made his way over to kiss her.
“Morning, darling,” she said with a warm smile. “Coffee's on.”
“Sounds great. Just a quick shower and I'll be ready.” He kissed her again and then made his way toward the bathroom.
It was just before eight o'clock when they sat on patio chairs with hot coffee to take in the cool sp
