Matilda and the AssassinChapter 9
Matilda's eyes blinked open a tad and then all the way. She rubbed them with the pads of her palms and then stretched her arms straight into the air with a big, lion-like yawn. Her arms dropped to her sides with a thud and slight bounce on the mattress. Clasping her hands behind her head, she stared up at the ceiling with a huge smile as she kicked the bedcover off. Memories of the previous night filled her mind. She looked right and left and then pushed herself up, swinging her legs over...