I thought I told Blaine to put his sweatshirt over the windows of the Landrover to keep the sun out so we can sleep in peace. Rolling over to smack him in the face, it’s funny how the seats of the SUV sink more than they should. Also the wool blanket underneath me is awfully smooth and I run my hand over them with my eyes still closed until my hand falls off the edge. Wait, what? My eyes fly open and my brain protests from the bombardment of sun filtering through the window on the wall that I’m now facing. I try to make sense of my blurry surroundings as my head swims. In my frantic state, I’m falling out of the small bed before I can catch myself, the cool wooden floor connecting with my shoulder as I yell out in shock. Small, pounding footsteps are rushing my way and the door swings open to three little children staring down at me. Their dark brown eyes make my memory kick in, and as they yell for their mom, I sit up against the side of the bed and pull one of the quilts down to cover my scantily clad body.
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