There was no better way to wake up, Amanda thought as she put the pipe and now spent bowl back on the bedside table. A shower did sound nice, she decided, heading toward the closed bathroom door.

Stepping back into the house was strange for Cameron, perhaps even stranger the second time when he knew that despite entering his childhood home, he was not going to find anything resembling his childhood residing there. But it also gave him some measure of calm, or perhaps that was the beer--he couldn't be sure. Either way, he was done trying to make sense of it tonight. Instead, he led his friend into the...