The room was full of light. She sat up in surprise. Falling asleep in one unfamiliar bed the night before and waking up in yet another. Then she remembered, how could she forget? Her body still felt strangely electrified and her face was set in a permanent grin. Still she blushed as she jumped out of bed and went digging around on the rug for her discarded nightdress. Slipping it over her head, she tried the panel between rooms and opened it quietly. She saw her new bedroom in the morning light, it seemed lovelier today, was it the sunlight or the events of the previous night playing on a loop in her mind. She had shared a bed with her husband. She felt elated. She rang for Melanie. A hot bath was brought while she waited wrapped in a big blanket by the freshly kindled fire. The morning chill was biting. She smiled to herself, to the fire, she sang a little in delight, Shim sham mcgee foovia mcwhat what howsit woo, her voice rising attractively with her delightful lyrical genius.
