Mercy woke up the next day with a dull headache and the urge to sleep for, at least, twenty-four more hours. She could have managed two more hours of sleep but her internal alarm had woken her up at the exact time she woke everyday - five am. She snuggled deeper into the blanket after peeking at Willie. The baby was snoring peacefully. The knowledge lulled Mercy back to sleep but her already active mind reminded her of the need to do the dishes from the previous day's party.
"Arrrrrrrgg," Mercy groaned irritably into her pillow. Why couldn't she shirk her duties just once, preferably today, Mercy thought with a frown as she mentally motivated her weak bones to leave the extremely comfortable bed. Because you're being paid, she answered herself quietly with a weary sigh.
