My reader on my nightstand told me it was almost eleven when I heard the television go off, then Dan's door close across the hall a few minutes later.

I giggled to myself when I wondered if my brother would agree to wearing a bell while he was at home. The floors at our parents' house creaked, and I knew each and every place they did, so I could always tell where people were moving around.

Apparently our condo has better construction. Dan's movements in the living room, hallway, and his bedroom were silent.

The minutes crawled by. I heard the shower come on, then stop. Dan's walk-in closet had...