When I wake up the next morning, the first thing I see is the huge sun blaring at me from outside of my window. Damn it. So the whole moving to Destin with the Montecort's wasn't a nightmare? Sighing, I look back out the window. The sun's so bright I almost need to shield my eyes from it. I look over my shoulder at my iHome resting on the end table next to my bed. It's only seven am? Seriously? Well, I guess I did go to bed abnormally early. And this big, bright sun staring at me isn't exactly helping either.

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