The first night in her new bed was uncomfortable to say the least, and Hope woke up with a crick in her neck. She wasn't sure if it was the size of the mattress or just the being away from home, but other than the sleeping arrangement itself, the rest of the stay was pleasant. She'd had a lovely time getting to know the Howard family. Even Brady, who she had decided wasn't as gruff and fierce as he seemed, was an interesting addition to her circle, and when Hope hopped out of her bed with the sun the next morning, she was ready to face the day.
Downstairs, Mrs. Howard was just finishing up breakfast, and Hope wondered what time she must've risen in order to have bacon, eggs, and biscuits ready at such an early hour. As if reading her mind, Nita smiled and said, "My mother-in-law tends to rise early. She expects her oatmeal by five."
Hope's eyebrows perked up, but she didn't know what to say, so she didn't respond. "Do you need any help?"