It had been quite the day. All that fuss and bother, which had started out so exciting. She had loved it at first. Getting her hair done, the fancy dress, the pretty flowers, everyone fawning over her.
But for her, it soon grew to be too much. Too many faces. Too many cheek pinches. Too many wine-soaked aunts breathing at her with such stinky breath! Too much sugar and excitement and noise.
But now it was over, and now it was her time. To simply lay here, gather her thoughts, sleepily revel in the events of the day. To be happy she was a part of it, but also relieved in its end.
Her eyes blinked of their own accord a few times, then simply closed, and today would soon become tomorrow, and new adventures would await. |