Emma gasped and sat bolt upright in bed. She looked around, making sure there was no one else in the room. It was just her. She rubbed her eyes and looked at the clock, she needed to make Henry some breakfast.
Emma had just finished making waffles when Henry came downstairs.
“I’m sick of waffles” he said. “Can’t I have toast instead?”
Emma looked at the toaster warily. “No, now eat your waffles”.
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