Not Quite So Early, but a Saturday

It is Saturday. For the first Saturday in many weeks, Daniel could sleep in. Then the telephone rang before seven in the morning. We all woke up. 

When somebody calls this early on a Saturday, you believe it is important. People normally would not call so early on a Saturday otherwise. 

It turned out not to be important at all. The caller just had some questions to Daniel that he could not answer, and reasonably could not have been able to answer. 

We tried to go back to sleep. Most of us could, but Daniel could not. Nevertheless, the day was a day of rest and did turn out quite well. Life was good.