The August Visitor

Aurora POV:

I woke up feeling better, but a bit later than usual, that was expected considerin the time I slept. I had a calm soothing dream that lifted my spirit. I slowly dragged myself out of bed and walked into the livingroom to see my mom was cooking already. She was making a toast. I couldn't argue with that

"Good morning mom"

"Morning darling" she replied

"I wanted to let you rest properly so I didn't wake you"

"Thanks, I needed it" I muttered

"Settle down, let me serve you a toast"

The sudden ringing of the telephone interrupted both of us. I frowned. I was glad I didn't hope it was Micheal, it meant I was finally facing reality.

“It’s probably another telemarketer,” mom muttered. “I wish we could afford one of those new answering machines and caller ID" she said for the umpteenth time.

"I will answer it" I said, while walking to the living room to answer the phone. “Hardy residence,” i said in a light, friendly tone

"Aurora" He said

It was Michael! I had to catch my b