Dreams melted as she blinked the sleep away. The soft glow and gentle murmurs from the tv coaxed her to reality as she wiped the drool from her cheek. Righting herself on the couch, she yawned.
“Still broken”, she thought sheepishly.
She glanced at the wobbly coffee table with the broken leg she had attempted to glue together earlier that night. As she reached over for her phone, her ears tuned ...
