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“Hey, it’s time to wake up.” I whisper in my husband’s ear.
His brown messy hair tickles my chin as I give a soft kiss on top of his nose. He yawns and slowly puts his arm around me and pulls the blanket that lay on the edge of the bed and draws it towards us covering us both.
“Can we lie on bed for the rest of the day?”, he pleads. Lazy Pants! I am in a hotel room with my husband in Paris.
I hear siren, ambulance siren ringing in my ear.