Alexis felt disoriented immediately as you woke up. This was something that always happened to her whenever she had a flight back to Italy from the states. The flight was awfully long and it did not help that she could not sleep on it.
Unaware of the time, she lazily moved into the bathroom before washing herself awake, coming out fully dressed.
The next thing she did was walk down stairs and into the kitchen to make sure that the dinner preparations had started. It was 7:30 o'clock in the evening which meant that probably her second eldest child was here.
"Good evening, mother," she smiled and turned around to find Salvatore sitting on the counter bar stool with a cup of coffee in front of him.
"Morning kid," She whispered back in Italian having slight knowledge on what to say.
