Chapter Twenty-Two
The following morning, William awoke first, and was already in the shower before Celia had a chance to speak to him about what happened to her in Jennifer’s room during the night.
By the time he emerged from the bathroom, the girls had both woken up and were jumping on their parents’ bed, demanding breakfast.
Celia ordered Mitzi to take her sister down to the kitchen and to pour each of them a glass of orange juice, promising to follow right behind.
Once she heard them descend the stairs, Celia closed the door so she could speak to her husband without being overheard.
“William,” she began, looking at his reflection in the mirror, while he fixed his tie. “I woke up in the night and saw a light under Jennifer’s door.”
“Probably her nightlight,” he interrupted. “I mea
