"You never were a morning person, Snugglebear," Sophia said."Well, yeah." It's not that early, though, you know. It's 9am in Wisconsin." True. Still t...o damn early." Warren looked up in the stands. "There's a lot of people here for an early morning, early week ice dance practice, isn't there?" Yeah. The French are on this practice though." Sophia was talking about Nicole Borisina and Michel Dravouche, fourth in the world last year and poised to move up. "They've been attracting a lot of. Later, about two o'clock, I mentioned that it was about time to head on out to the dock. Julie and Anne both chimed in that they wanted to come along if they could. I told them I didn't know if Jake would have room or even want them to come with. They insisted on at least coming in the car and if he wouldn't let them come, at least they could drive back to where the others were at.We three loaded up and I gave May a kiss goodbye. She hugged me in close and whispered a warning to me."You be sure. There was another sound. A sound of someone groaning, no moaning. Someone is moaning- either in pain or in excitement, she couldn’t exactly point out. The sound was too muffled.The room belonged to her uncle and her aunt. By the voice, it could be her aunt, maybe.What is happening? What is bothering aunt? Is she in pain? Is someone hurting her?A chill ran down her spine when she thought of that possibility. What if there are some bad people who broke into the house and are now hurting uncle and. Where?’ Margo answered. ‘Montclair, New Jersey. Heard of it?’ ‘Yeah actually, I have. I’m from Westchester, so were from the same area really, and one of the guys on my hall last year is from there. Do you know Paul Sullivan?’ ‘The name sounds familiar,’ Lisa said thoughtfully. ‘Is his older sister Melissa? Lissa Sullivan? She was in our class, and I think she had a younger brother.’ ‘Oh, I don’t know,’ Alan answered. ‘Maybe. We never discussed brothers and sisters.’ Their coffee and breakfast.