That made me smile.“Hey,” I said, doing my own stretching, and my own sly move.“Oh. Good morning.”“Sleep OK?”“When I finally did.”“Y...ah,” I said. “Something woke me up in the middle of the night, too.”We cracked up at that like of couple of naughty six-year-olds. Saanvi got out of bed first, and she took her time putting on her nightgown. I watched her from the bed, and she watched me watching her from the bed. It felt nice — intimate, I guess is the word — to lie there with the quilt. When Kaitlin came to pick me up in her car a couple days before, we were all talking excitedly about it. The cheerleading tryouts had happened yesterday, and we were all sure we would get on the squad, and all the guys would get on football. Just like popular kids were supposed to."So, are you excited about being re-introduced to the world of French popularity or what?" Kaitlin asked as she pulled up in front of Amy's house and honked her horn.Jackie cut in, "She's been part of it all her life. It was on the second floor of a carriage house, behind some other houses and away from the street.Ted knocked hard on the door, then banged harder. No answer. He banged again. No answer, again. Perfect, Ted thought. It was just as he had hoped.Ted looked over his shoulder, in case anyone else was watching. Not seeing anyone, he put his shoulder into the door, and it gave way.Ted ran in and called, "Come out, come out wherever you are!"He looked around quickly, but did not see the grandmother.. With every minute of the local new she was getting more into it.“Tear yourself away from the TV and get us a lawyer. Remember say nothing until the lawyer arrives. I mean absolutely nothing. The cops will have this video, which is enough to arrest me at least, so do not let them bully you. You have nothing to worry about.” I did hope that what I said was true. I got to see the parking lot surveillance tape on TV before the blue lights flashed in the motel parking lot.Thank god it was the.