“Ruth,” Mr. Walker said, “we started to leave twenty minutes ago, and we’re still sitting here.”
“Yes, dear.”
“We should be going as well,” John said.
Their guests departed, and Tom, Noah, and Bobby settled back in the living room for a while.
“Well,” Tom said, “this has been quite an evening, hasn’t it?”
“No kidding,” Noah said.
“Let’s go upstairs and watch television in bed,” Tom said.
They secured the house and ascended the stairs. At the head of the stairs, Bobby started to turn toward the guest room, but Tom stopped him.
“Why don’t you bunk with us tonight?” he said.
“Are you sure?”
“Absolutely.”
In the master bedroom, they stripped, and Noah got in the middle of the bed, with Tom on one side and Bobby on the other. They settled back on the king-size pillows and discovered
