I made it home at 10:25, not bad considering. As I pulled in next to my father's Volvo wagon, the one that he had already made us pack so we wouldn't have to in the morning, my first thoughts were to sneak upstairs and slip into Mark's bed. Just curl up with my brother's arms around me and let him make everything better like he always did. That thought quickly faded however as approaching the house I looked up and saw the candle in Mark's window; his signal to me that Krissy was with him.

With a sigh I let myself in and used the bathroom downstairs. I was taking...