I saw him out of the corner of my eye, and putting the letter down, slowly turned to face him. Mark was leaning in the doorway his arms folded across his chest his expression was unreadable. I looked up at him and gave him a nervous smile. I felt like a little kid who had just gotten caught with her hand in the cookie jar.

"You know what curiosity did to the cat don't you sis?" He asked quietly.

"I'm sorry Mark," I told him putting my hands out as if saying 'you got me'. "I couldn't sleep and didn't want to wake you so I figured I would come...