Zandra opened her eyes and stared into the woodenplanks that was the roof in her bedroom. Beside her was her most precious person in the world, her irish spouse. As she sat up, he mumbled something. But a few seconds later, he continued to sleep. She moved her legs over the side of the bed, careful so she wouldn’t wake him up. Then she pushed herself up and went to the bathroom. There she stepped into the shower and turned on the water. Water in exactly the right temperature rained down on her.