Saturday, February 5, 2011

7.5 Typical Monday

Noah was jolted awake by the buzz of his alarm. It was bright and early, well dark and early, Monday morning. He swung his feet off the bed and jammed to the music which had just switched on.
His morning routine was typical. One hour on the treadmill, twenty-minutes in the bathroom, twenty minutes for Mom's amazing pancakes, ten minutes talking to Pops about the latest episode of "All-in," then running quickly to dress for work to make the car pool by 7:00am.
So far, this Monday went off without a hitch. He was currently sitting at the table finishing up his pancakes when the door bell rang. Noah quickly ditched his plate in the sink and scrambled to the door.
He was speechless to find Anastasia surrounded by the morning sunlight. "Noah, can I come in?"

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