The following morning I wake up as I feel the side of my bed deepen. I rub my eyes awake, wondering who sat on my bed.

'Good morning," Franky says, with a breakfast tray in her hand

'Franky!" I sit up on the bed. 'What are you doing here?"

'I brought you breakfast" she places the tray in front of me

'Why"

'Because I wanted to do something nice for you," she smiles sheepishly. I smell another reason why she brought me breakfast in bed.

'I am not buying it" ...