I woke at 3:00am, with the ringing of the phone. It was my aunt . "Are you awake?"she said, sounding chipper, she's been up for hours, I thought. "Yes" I lied. Julie had succeeded where my alarm had failed. I was now, awake. I eased out of bed, wonderd into the kitchen, and stumbled around as I waited for the coffee to brew.
The one saving grace was how easily Jack went down so,while marginal, I did get some sleep.
I sipped my coffee...Everything was ready; I had showered the night before and laid out mine and Jack's clothes. This afforded me time to stare mindlessly into the mirror. I brushed through my hair and tried to scrub away the dark circles underneath my eyes with soap. I put on my pink jacket and matching skirt, made my bed, smoothed out my hair and put all my essential into my big oversized purse. I headed to Jack's room to change and dress him carefully before he woke. I debated putting on his shoes, and decided that it's best I should; if I were trusting someone else to watch him I didn't want them to be troubled with taping the velcro straps across his tiny feet. In that moment I believed that I was the only one that knew how to fasten his shoes...
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