Wednesday, November 24, 2010
Darkness into light
She rolled over and squinted at the clock. 3: 04. Wide awake, she'd hoped it was later than that. The light from the neighbor's yard made it look like dawn in her bedroom, even through her shades.
Groaning, she turned her face resolutely to the wall and tried to go back to sleep. It's not morning, she told herself; not even close. If I get up now, I'll be ready for bed at 7:00 tonight.
Click. The light turned itself off automatically. It was night again.
At least until the next raccoon wandered by.
© 2010 Cynthia Newcomer Daniel
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