Cora POV
Sleep was fitful, waking to every creek, every voice that was heard as they passed my door to go to their own, noises that might have been my imagination, but sounded so real, each car the drove close by, every door that opened and closed, the birds squawking, you name it I woke to it, I can't even say if I slept at all, it didn't feel like I had.
My tired body climbed out of bed, one sluggish foot after the other, headed for the shower, the water colder than I like, in an attempt to shake myself out of this sleep-deprived haze.
It didn't work.
Dried myself automatically, as my brain failed to kickstart properly. I so desperately wanted to fall back into bed and knew that wouldn't work. Maybe put on some music and drown out the noise in my head, but that wouldn't work because
