Marie woke up and had to pee so she stepped quietly out of her bedroom to go to the bathroom. She had to pass through the living room to reach the bat...room, and she saw that Brad was still asleep on the sofa. She tiptoed past him and quietly opened the toilet door.She closed the toilet door behind her and sat down to pee. However, she was slightly concerned because the lock on the door had broken and nobody had fixed it, so it was not possible to close the door securely. That was not a problem. "You make me so happy, Jon," Mom's voice returned closer to normal but in a throatier version."But at the end of the summer, right?" I said.Mom's brow furrowed. "The end?" Yes, we'll need to practice," I said."Practice? We?" Yes," I said, my confidence rising. "I want to do a duet, with you." Oh, Jon. I couldn't play with you, not the way you're playing now." Sure you can. You just need to practice." No. I'd look like a fool." Bull," I said, the closest thing to a swear word I could use in. "I will, Mrs. Willows." She smiled and then walked out of my sight.I was happy but a feeling of guilt started to creep into my mind. And it stemmed from the fact that Deborah was my daughter's best friend. While my daughter had warned me to stay away from her, I’d allowed the feelings I had for Deborah to take precedence. Guilt turned into feelings of betrayal and this suddenly got me worried. I started to ask myself questions. How will I face Mandy? What will be my relationship with Deborah. She didn’t say anything, she just kept crying. “Allie? Allie?” I repeated, “C’mon, I didn’t mean to scare you like that. I would never wanna do anything to hurt you.”“You could have at least knocked before you came in,” she sniped back at me.“Oh Allie, I’m so sorry, please stop crying, please,” I begged as I tried to giver her a hug. She initailly winced a little bit, but then she let me hug her. “Everything’ll be fine,” I reassured her.She sniffled a little bit, turned around, and looked.