Checking the clock again, I see it’s now 6.10. My throat is dry; I feel thirsty. I decide to get up. There’s only half-light as I quietly sneak out of bed. I don’t want to disturb Alesha, but I can tell she’s still sound asleep. I pull a gown over my nightdress and slide my feet into my slippers before cautiously manoeuvring out of the room. A light is already switched on in the hall and I make my way down the stairs. Despite my best efforts to be silent, I find out the hard way that there’s a creaky floorboard halfway down the stairs. I jump in shock as I hear the unexpected noise and this only adds to the problem. I silently mouth a profanity. Re-gathering my composure, I make my way to the kitchen.
I’m surprised to see that the kitchen is also illuminated. When I enter, I can see Jeffr
