Chapter 45

• The cracking sound of a moving machines jerks me awake and am staring into outer space, staring at the high ceiling in my room
• I rub my eyes squinting to the lights that emanated from the half window stand that I had sleepily half closed
• Sitting up straight I grab my phone checking the time and I sigh hugely when I know I still have at least an hour and 30 minutes before I start preparing for work. Who then is so wicked to turn on the vacuum cleaner this early morning?