Valentine awoke with a smile on her lips. Outside the window, the sky was grey and cloudy except for a single ray of sunshine falling precisely on her face.
She turned her head to find Christopher slumbering beside her, and her heart clenched with love. "Oh my dear," she breathed quietly; she knew how long it had been since he'd slept peacefully, and her warm, natural generosity bade her let him rest.
She reached up to smooth back her perfect hair. When her fingers encountered her completely bald head, she forgot all about her warm, natural generosity and started shrieking.