*Aria*

I woke up the next morning with my head throbbing. Groaning, I tumbled out of bed and made my way slowly to the coffeemaker, wondering why on earth I'd had so much to drink the previous evening. 

While the coffee brewed I shuffled around the kitchen, finding and dry-swallowing two aspirin. I left the bottle out, realizing that Judy would probably need some when she woke up. After a few minutes, I poured the fragrant brew into a cup, added sugar, and ...