Chapter 75 Wake Up

• Through a gap in the curtain, a stream of sunlight entered my face, warming me thoroughly and turning everything orange behind my lids. I twisted about in my rock-hard pillow, squirming, and found, to my amazement, that it was toasting me from head to toe with a delectable warmth.
• I was no longer blinded by the glaring sun and instead concentrated on the throbbing kicks that caused pain behind my head as if someone had struck it with a piñata. I grunt and take long breaths to calm my pounding headache. Confusion obscured my judgment when I inhaled the tantalizing aroma of soap detergent, lemon aftershave, and sandalwood.
• Usually, my bed linens had a jasmine scent with a faint strawberry undertone from my shampoo. This scent made my nose tingle for a deeper sniff, so I took a long breath and exhaled contentedly. When I could muster the strength to get out of bed and show up for breakfast, I resolved to ask Mom to use this soap detergent more frequently.