I sprang from bed, leaped the intervening distance, and jerked the door open. If these guys devour it all before you make it downstairs, she’ll be in a mood all day.” “Mom’s making French toast for breakfast. The eldest of seven and a medical student to boot, Mike was accustomed to seizing control of a situation. I’m up! Give it a rest.”Ĭhortles sounded on the far side of the barrier, followed by a deeper bass shushing.
I grabbed a shoe from the floor and hurled it at the already besieged door. Flattering…except it meant I’d have to spend my big day pretending I was Allie. From the sound reverberating through my skull all six of them must have come home for the big celebration. It’s the law at least it is in my family. I lunged upright, glanced wildly around the room, and managed to comprehend the chorus of, “Wake up, Birthday Girl!” that echoed from the hall.īrothers! You gotta love ‘em. ( Part One is here, if you need to catch up 😀 ) I hope you enjoy Dani’s continuing adventure and I look forward to your comments.įISTS POUNDING ON MY BEDROOM DOOR startled me awake. Dani Erickson’s story, DEMON DAZE, continues in this 2nd of six installments.
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