To my shock, I slept the whole night through, waking when my alarm clock screeched its annoying song. I smashed the snooze bar aggressively, just wanting five more minutes, before the memory of yesterday intruded and drove me out of bed.
Mom's door was open when I peeked in, she and Dad missing. I felt around as cautiously as I could, not wanting her to think I was spying or anything.
Come down to breakfast. Her mental voice was tired but firm.
Okay then.
I grabbed a quick shower and threw on my usual T-shirt and jeans for school before pounding down the stairs to the kitchen. School. Was I nuts? I slowed as I spotted the neatly folded sheets piled on the couch, heard voices coming from the kitchen. I eased down the hall, watching as Mom turned and handed Dad a cup of coffee.