The Beginning of the End
And the Beginning of the Beginning
Life is quiet again. I woke up this morning at 6 a.m. and came downstairs, woke up Sam, and got a glass of water. I peeked down into the basement and, sure enough, Abra was already in the shower. The living room light was on, so I knew Maile was doing yoga, and the sunrise began spreading a small white glow on …