EIGHTY SEVEN

The next morning,

Luna woke up feeling cheerful and energetic, while he was in the mood to work. She knew she wouldn't be able to cook since he is home. Instead she wanted to do a chore.

She made the bed and cleaned the room, she opened the windows too, she had smiles all over her. She did a little happy dance. If anyone walked they would have she was the happiest soul on earth.

Alex Was in his study, working as usual. She knew better not to disturb his work.

With her robe on, She left the room and went downstairs. Abby wasn't anywhere to be found. She saw the dishes had been done, the laundry and even the cooking; not like she could do it but still she had it at the back of her mind.

Luna had a disappointed look on. She tried so hard to make sure she found something to do but she didn’t.

Just when she was about to give up, she found it. She found the bar that needed to be cleaned.

Her eyes dilated with excitement. She was ready to do some work. She was pumped.

She ran up the s