I woke in the morning to Milo shaking me. “Wren, wake up!”
“Wha- what’s happening?” I slurred, groggy.
Milo drew my curtains back and a weak morning sun spread over my bed, “How you can sleep through this racket is beyond me.” A piercing roar jolted me out of any sleepiness and I jumped out of bed to join Milo at the window. 562 more words