dan woke up to the smell of bacon. irresistible. he rolled over on his pillow, still sleepy. he read the clock and rubbed his eyes. as he clobbered down the stairs in his dressing gown the scent of coffee accompanied him.
sissy was there, slippers and hair pinned back with a spatula in her hand, frying mushrooms and eggs in the pan while the bacon cooked in the open oven.
"this is lovely, sweetie..." he wrapped his arms around her from behind, "but it's only 5am..."
she turned around, smiled and spoke in the clearest possible speech, "dan, we're pregnant."