Mrs Fletcher Me
I had almost slept 2 hours, although it felt as if I had slept for eight. I sat up and saw a new pair of shorts neatly placed on one of the chairs in the room. My dirty shorts and underwear were next to them, cleaned and pressed; a new shirt was on the second chair in the room. I could hear the television playing softly in the other room. I got up, pulled on my old but clean shorts, and looked out of the bedroom door. Ellen was sitting in one of the chairs, comfortably watching CNN...