All my body fibers (all except the ones who requested coffee from under the covers) were weak and half asleep when my husband left for work but he kindly set a mug of of it down on the table by my bed as he said goodbye. it was 6:45.
It took fifteen minutes for me to come to enough state of wakefulness to get into a sitting position and *shakily reach for the coffee. It wasn’t that hot anymore. I was so tired.
And then in the silence my bedroom door slowly opened.
“I’m so sorry Mom”
“Caleb didn’t wake us up.”
“He said he told me last night to set my alarm.”
“And doesn’t he even know it doesn’t work? I tried it the other day but it just started bleeding……”
“No mom. BEEPING.”
Us? We? Is Seth here too? and Caleb?
(Starts to weep)
The queen was disturbed.
I sent for Caleb. He approached and brought me paper and a red marker (seemed fitting). After they dressed and ate, I sent them far far away with my royal horseman. (Their brother David).
*adverb. /ˈʃeɪkɪli/ /ˈʃeɪkɪli/ while shaking and feeling weak, often because you are ill, emotional or old.