“Should we just go down to breakfast without her?” Tamara whispered to me.

We were standing by our bedroom door, one foot out of the room and one foot in. Tamara and I were quiet getting ready for breakfast, but I thought Alice would wake up by now. She never did. I felt torn as I stared at her sleeping form. On one hand, I didn’t want her to miss breakfast because Valerie didn’t allow us to eat again til lunch, but I could tell Alice needed more sleep. ...