“Oh s**t!” I blurt out as I leap off the couch.
I fell asleep!
I check my watch: 7:15 p.m.
Slipping on my new trainers, I tiptoe over to the living-room window, and peer out through the small gap between planks. The sun is almost setting. There’s still time. Making my way over to the stairs, I watch out for any loose, creaky floorboards. I have to stay quiet. Can’t let Kate hear me.
Think clear thoughts. Crystal clear thoughts…
Creeping up the stairs, I tense up as each footstep groans. Once I’m at the top, I walk over to the bedroom. The door is slightly ajar, so I slowly push my head through the gap. Kate is lying on the floor, head pressed against her new pillow, the quilt pulled right up to her chin. She’s fast asleep. Relief washes over me as I retract my head and skulk over to
