Sam admired the bed, hardly believing her friend, Mike, was so talented.  She beamed at him.  “It’s wonderful, Mike.  I love it.”<br/><br/>“Breakfast?  Hmm.  I guess I forgot to think about it, I was so busy getting ready to move, and leave while….while it was early.”  As if it read her mind, at that very moment her stomach growled.  She blushed, then chuckled.  She saw some kind of exchange going on between Mike and Jayson and it was obvious she wasn’t meant to hear it, so she walked around the room, looking at everything closely and imagining what she would do to decorate.<br/><br/><br/><br/>