“I can’t sleep. Damn it. Alan left the blinds open again. I moved my arm to cover my eyes while I reached for the covers with my other hand. Ugh, where are the covers?
There weren’t any covers, because I wasn’t in a bed. I seemed to be...on a roof.
“Oh God!” I said, sitting up so fast that my head rang. My hands moved over my body, taking inventory. Face—okay, arms—okay, clothes still on—grrreat, legs—still in working order. I’m okay. I closed my eyes in a silent prayer and let out the breath I didn’t even know I was holding. Although the heat coming off the flat tar roof was uncomfortable, I took in another breath and I realized I felt terrific. I should be freaking out since I just woke up on a roof, but I was just happy to be all in one piece and fully clothed.
I could hear sea gulls squawking nearby—and not just the gulls, but also the rustle of sea oats and crabs scuffling around the dunes.
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