dmuri

I woke up to the sound of birds chirping outside my window. The sky was filled with clouds and there was one gap between the greyness where light shined down right in my eyes. I squinted and rubbed my face. The smell of freshly baked bread filled my nostrils and I sighed. I wriggled my legs underneath my ragged blanket, the material scratching my skin. I groaned and rolled over, facing the wall. With my eyes closed, I called my brother, “Luca, what time is it? Is it time to work?” I received nothing but silence. Did I sleep late? I didn’t recall being tired the day before and when I looked in the mirror which was across the