"Good night, Hailey." Uncle Pete yawned, kissing my hair before leaving for his room."Good night, uncle Pete." I watched him trudge up the stairs.

Then he turned. "Are you sure you're not ready for bed?"

"While you were out this afternoon, I napped. So I'm not yet sleepy." I told him.

"Alright." He shrugged, emitted another yawn and continued his journey up the stairs to his room.

Everyone in the house was asleep, including the maids, Miss Nancy and my son.

When I saw he was out of sight, I ...