“Joel, you have to get on out of here,” Celia said as she swatted me on the shoulder as she hurried by. She woke me up earlier than I would have on any given Saturday morning. I was a few bites into a sausage biscuit that she placed in front of me. Holding it in my hand, I watched her clear my plate and glass of water away. I was already dressed for the morning, despite not wanting to be awake right now.
“Can’t I just go back to bed,” I grunted leaning against the island resting both my elb