Aunty In Bed [new] ✓

"Get up? Child, I am not in bed. I am strategically horizontal . There is a difference."

"Saw a pigeon outside my window. It looked judgmental. I have reported it to building security." aunty in bed

By 8 a.m., she'd be propped against three feather pillows, a steaming chai on the nightstand, and her old reading glasses perched halfway down her nose. The duvet was pulled up to her chin, even in summer. "The fan is trying to assassinate me," she'd insist, pointing a bony finger at the ceiling. "Get up