Ella B. Free (4)

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There was only one bedroom in Ella’s apartment. When I stayed with her, I slept in a couch bed in the living room. It was pretty comfy. She offered to swap rooms several times, but it would make no sense that I took her bed – I was the guest! But that’s how generous she was. When we went to bed my first night there I noticed she slept with her window open. I guessed she didn't worry about anyone coming in at night because it was a seventh floor. The windows in the living room were also open, and a soft breeze came in now and then. ‘I’ll leave some more blankets over here’, she said, ‘in case you’re cold later’. 

When I woke up in the morning, she’d been up for half an hour already. Breakfast was on the table, she was dressed.

–Wow! How did you do all that already? I didn’t hear a thing!

She laughed, shrugged.

–I guess you slept well, then?

She’d never acknowledge her virtues, but I know that’s not why I didn’t wake up – it was just that she was so thoughtful that she’d been careful not to make a sound in case she’d wake me up. Breakfast was delicious.

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