23:19. Not an ounce of sleepiness
She really should remember to return those library books before she went on vacation
Zayla threw off her blankets and began to tiptoe across the carpet,
to nudge her borrowed pile of fiction, travel guides and recipes
from the edge of the rug to the centre of the doorway, using the side of her foot
The blue tassel of a bookmark cascaded from the final chapter of a hardcover book
which sat at the top of the pile
Curiosity got the better of her. She reached down to retrieve the travel guide,
carrying it back towards the bed
Since she was already wide awake, she may as well read her way back to sleep
Her mind overflowed with anticipatory joy for tomorrow’s trip,
like a child on Christmas Eve, eager for sunrise and everything that the day ahead would bring
Zayla tugged the bed covers up to her chin and reached for the switch
Moon light was replaced by lamp light