Ok She poured herself some juice, drank half of a glass, and then set about to making coffee. Checking the time, she wondered if Mark and Nicole had l...ft for work already, but then she realized it was Sunday morning. After refilling her juice, she walked down the hallway towards the master suite.She stopped when she heard a muffled scream, followed by a whimper. Was she imagining it? Then she heard a sharp slap, and another soft scream. "Again?!" she wondered? Chills flowed thru her body then. Who edited this part to perfection.I was now on an island wandering along the shore, alone. Lost. How did I end up here, I wondered. Then suddenly fire alarm broke my chain of thoughts. It was loud sound for a fire alarm, coming from my right directly into my right ear. I sensed some danger in the Island, it shuddered me. All of a sudden I was shaking vigorously. “Turn off that fucking alarm”, ordered a voice on my left.Ohh, it was my regular Sunday 10 am alarm on my phone ringing beside me, I. I wake up, several times a night to go pee. I never drink anything after ten p.m ... I remembered drinking nothing that day, so this was the last of the wine that we downed last night. I wasn't helped by my intense hangover.I brushed my teeth and made myself look in the mirror. This was what a felon looks like, I thought: ratty blonde hair, sunken eyes, gray pallor, a puffy, beaten-about-the countenance look. "No," I moaned, seeing the unmistakable bluish-purple haze of a half-formed hickey. I. I'll take that as a yes.”She just squirmed.“Now, why did you come looking for me?”“I just...” She swallowed. “Want to talk about my performance.”She was stiff, uncomfortable. Her research was great, but her presentation was stilted. “You were wonderful. Just the best out there. So smart and articulate. I think we're going to win because of you.”“Really?” she said, beaming at me. I tightened my arm on her, the lie winning me affection.“Uh-huh. But we need to help your confidence. And I know just.