The naked man was snoring lightly; his thick muscular arm was draped over her midriff. Geri took a deep breath and exhaled with a loud sigh. She glanced at the little timepiece on the drawer beside her bed. Six in the morning, a new day had begun with a promise that the same old mundane things of everyday life would be just as they were the day before. She pushed Arne’s heavy arm off her and slipped out of the bedcovers. Standing naked in front of the full length mirror, she looked at the ...