As the screens turned off, I tried to slink away before Momma could collar me into a conversation about wedding details at three-thirty in the morning.
"Jessa, I see you trying to crawl away. I will allow it this time. But once you wake up, I own your time, figlia," she said with a smile.
I lifted my hands as if I were praying. "Bless you, Momma. Bless you." I ran away before she could say anything else.
Sliding back into my still warm bed, I snuggled down into the covers. Let my mind wander as I tried to push the caffeine aside so I could get some more sleep. Babies needed sleep. New and expectant mommas did, too.
**
I blinked as the sunlight jabbed at my eyeballs. Wincing, I raised a hand against the invading sun. Who the heck opened the curtains? What kind of monsters were in this house with me?
Someone came through the bathroom door.