When The Tied Turn
I woke gently from my deep sl**p, my eyes straining against the brightness of the morning light. It was too bright. Our bedroom was never this bright in the morning, the smell of dew mixed with cut grass and the chattering birds outside were altogether overpowering. Our room wasn’t normally this bright, the smells not normally so vivid and pungent, I could almost feel the warmth of the sun touching my skin first hand. As I finally f***ed my eyes open I could see my husband had left the blinds...