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Trinity rolled over, slowly waking up to the sound of Neo humming.
"Monday is washing day and ev-ry-bo-dy's happy..." he sang under his breath. She had to hide a smile, watching him. He looked so silly wearing only socks and his underwear.
"Is it Monday by any chance?"
"Yup," he turned to give her a grin. His cheerfulness was bright in the dim room.
"What time is it?"
"Past breakfast time."
"Why didn't you wake me?"
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* 20 Years Ago - 1979 - Age 17 *
"Thomas!" the brown-eyed dark-haired mother yelled, "Thomas! Your breakfast is ready!"
Scraping the pans with her dull spatula, Michelle Anderson scooped the greasy bacon and sunny-side-up eggs from the pans, and tossed them onto the plastic lime-green plate. Flinging her towel onto the kitchen counter, she yelled even louder. "Thomas!"
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