Ann rose from her bed dimly reminiscing her room.
She had gotten home safely two days ago and she had been warmly welcomed by everyone, surprisingly including her aunty.
Her uncle had asked after her health.
Her room had been prepared shortly and as usual, she shared a room with Prudence. Ann somehow felt like the prodigal son, but in a good way.
She was starting to think that her leaving home was somewhat a good idea.
She no longer felt worried about her unmarried status, although little had changed in her marital status since she left.
Her aunty had given birth to another set of twins a boy and girl during her absence and they were as wonderful as the rest of their siblings.
Ann was relishing the life of a likely spinster.
“ Maryann, wake up... wake up...” Ann heard the tiny voice of her seven years old cousin Rosalie as she pushed her in an attempt to wake her up.