Chapter 177 Christmas
- Audrey
- I jolted awake, disoriented and stiff from a night of sleeping on the floor.
- Blinking against the harsh morning light that was now streaming through the large round window, through which trees were dripping with melted snow and glistening icicles, I realized that we were still in the sewing room. We had gotten so drunk and tired last night that we hadn’t even thought of making it back to bed.