She did not tell her sons that she had changed the schedule. So that's what they do when they think she's not at home.Donna diligently kept in the sha...ows, not wanting the boys to notice her. Maybe she can learn more about their behavior when they think that no one is watching them. After all, she was the only adult responsible for them, now that their father had decided to leave their life.Just three months ago, Carl (Donna's husband and a successful lawyer) announced that he was leaving her. Did Carol explain what's going on?" A little bit, but no details," Carol interjected. "I thought I'd leave that up to you." Sure." I tossed my jacket on the couch and poured myself a cognac. "Anybody else?" I asked, holding the bottle up."Yeah, thanks," Jeff said, holding out his coffee cup for a splash.Carol passed.We got comfortable and I dove right into the plan I'd been cooking up in my brain all day. "Jeff, as I'm sure Carol has already explained, we have it on good authority that Dr.. Anyway, he believes in me, more than I believe in myself. It's scary."I feel like I have to work to make sure I don't let him down. But I know that even if I do, he'll keep believing in me." Wow." I knew that tone; it was awe."Do you want to get some coffee and talk? My treat," I said."Who are you and what have you done with Ashley Fine?"We had engaged in banter before, but this was a genuinely friendly exchange. I was drawn to her.I had been doing that a lot lately: Sunny, Sandy, Harri, Sam.. "Miss.. ah... sorry, can I get some details?" Of course." She spoke louder over the sound of the boiling kettle. "My name is Alice Mickey." Thank you, Miss Mickey. And you live here alone?" Yes. I moved in after my grandparents died about six months ago." I'm sorry to hear that." Alice approached with a tray of tea and milk and sugar and set it down on the delicate and impractical looking side table. "I'm actually here to talk about an incident a few houses down and across the street, at number.