The alarm clock went off with a sound between a buzz and a beep, though considering how soundly Shannon had been sleeping it may as well been something between a record scratch and a screaming toddler. She slapped the button, groaning as she sat up and rubbed her eyes before climbing out of bed, throwing on her robe and heading into the kitchen.
For her part Margaret was sitting at the table with a cup of coffee, reading the newspaper. "Morning, Shannon. Sleep well?"