NADINE POINT OF VIEW.

"Good morning, love," a deep voice filtered into my slumber. I stirred. I had been sleeping soundly, dreamlessly and restfully. It had been a long night. After dinner, Richard led me upstairs and we stayed up talking, mostly him, though. He talked about his plans for his company, and his desire to expand his business. I listened with perked up ears, admiring the diligent and resilient man that fate had paired me up with.

I opened my eyes.

"Good morning," I said ...