CHAPTER 16
Alyssa lay in bed trying to read a novel, but the events of the day overwhelmed her, and she couldn't concentrate.
In the room to the right of hers, farthest from the children, the bed springs squeaked as Michael and Sheridan settled in for the night. The bed noisily protested Michael's substantial weight. The interior walls of this cabin are rather thin, Alyssa decided. The reason the families had been able to afford such a place, Sean had explained over dinner, was because he and his father were both builders. It had been a wreck when they bought it, but the two were fixing it up together as a hobby.
The bed next door squeaked again. I wonder what they're doing over there. Her answer came quickly as soft noises began to filter through. First a quiet hum of conversation, the
