Wired Target: Paradise Crime Thrillers Book 14 by Toby Neal

Author:Toby Neal
Language: eng
Format: epub

Day 7

Sophie felt like she was swimming up through dark layers of heavy water as she woke from her nap and pushed the sleep mask up from her eyes. Disoriented, she stared at a slightly domed stucco ceiling trimmed in native koa wood. A ceiling fan with wooden blades and a pull cord hung motionless above her.

Gradually memory kicked in.

She was home, in her new bed, after the disastrous trip to Maui.

Sophie spread her arms, sliding them over the smooth cotton of the plain white matelassé comforter. She hadn’t slept here long enough for the room or the space to resonate with familiarity yet.

She turned her head and tracked around the room; the furnishings were period pieces from the 1940s chosen to match the house’s era, and made of koa wood: a dresser, a comfy rocker she sat in with Sean, a vanity with a mirror and a little stool where Momi loved to sit and primp. A few vintage framed Hawaii travel posters brightened the walls; a single window, framed in filmy curtains, let in the slanted orange light of sunrise.

“Oh, son of a flea-bitten dog,” she muttered, tossing off the light sheet Armita had covered her with. She’d slept through to the next day!

Sophie removed her ear plugs and placed them in the bedside drawer. She might have slept too long, but the sleep had helped restore her. The encroaching fog of depression that had dulled her senses and sapped her energy seemed to have rolled back; she could breathe freely.

The house was quiet, but then the rooms were fairly soundproof. Armita likely had the children in the kitchen for breakfast. Sophie could take a few more moments to make sure her body and mind were back in working order. The children deserved her best.

Sophie went to the closet and took out a yoga mat. Hurrying now, she went through an accelerated series of ten Sun Salutations, feeling aches and pains from her exertions of the day, and the fullness of breasts which hadn’t been pumped in far too long. “Sean will be weaned before either of us are ready,” Sophie muttered. “Enough of this.”

She left the mat where it lay and hurried to the door, unable to wait one more moment to see her children.

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