The Bare NecessitiesChapter 4
I woke, again, to the smell of coffee. I don’t know how she managed to get up, boil the kettle, replace the table and put her bed clothes away without waking me, while the smell of the coffee did the trick. “Good morning,” I muttered, barely audibly. She heard me, though. “Sorry if I woke you! Would you like coffee?” “I’d love some coffee. But I’ll get up and come down for it.” I needed the toilet, but I wasn’t about to say that... When I’d emptied my bladder and cleaned my teeth (some...