5
The bright morning sun reflecting off the snow is what woke me up. I sat up and rubbed my eyes. One glance at the late hour on the clock next to me told me something was wrong.
I flung aside the covers and hurried downstairs. I skidded to a stop at the back of the couch and grasped the top as I leaned over.
Orion sat on the floor and his back leaned against the coffee table so he faced the couch. Or he would have if his head had been up. Instead, his chin lay against his chest and his eyes were closed. A distinct whistling noise emanated from his nostrils.
My eyebrows crashed down. “Orion!”
His eyes flew open and he started up. He whipped his head left and right, and his eyes settled on me. Orion sheepishly grinned at me and rubbed the back of his neck. “Your shift already
