Reading her thoughts Troy answered. "It's the afternoon."

"What?!" She scrambled out of bed. "Why'd you let me sleep so late?"

"You probably needed it."

Juicy slipped on her house shoes. "How long have you been awake?"

"Since about seven-"

Juicy straightened her doo rag. Her hand froze in mid tug. "Oh my goodness. I didn't mean to leave you alone for so long."

"It's okay." He shrugged.

"Did you find the food I left for ...