Are you sure you won’t go back and be with the others?”“I’m not going to leave you on your own.”“Okay. Thanks.” Grace smiled into his ey...s and gave his hand a squeeze. “Perhaps we should go out and walk a bit? They might not want to come in here to grab us. We can look as though we’re waiting for the others to come and pick us up again.”They sauntered back to the clinic, hung around outside, kept checking their phones as though in frustration, and walked slowly back towards the pizzeria. Still. The handoff from one person to the next was seamless. Glancing at the clock, Ed realized that six hours had passed since the earthquake. It would be another ten hours before the planes would be landing. He turned to Ellen and said, “Go to the relief room and get a good eight hours of sleep. There isn’t going to be much action between now and then. I’ll go there in a couple of hours and get some sleep myself.”Ellen, surprisingly tired, nodded as she said, “Good idea.”Watching her leave the room,. "Caroline, I... I'm sorry." He said. She put a finger over his lips."Ssshhh. Simon, something happened then. Let's take it slow, and see what happens, okay?"He smiled, tentatively. "That sounds like a good idea. Um, you mentioned a rule? You and Marianne?"Caroline nodded. "I think... I think you need to talk to Marianne, and soon. Very soon."How could she make him understand? If she just said, "Simon, she just told me she'd dumped you!" he'd be angry, and deny it — he already had. No, this time. "What am I supposed to do, Mom?" Randy asked in an anxious whisper. "Under the bed, Randy!" Angela urged."But... my... my pajamas," the boy rasped, scurrying under his brother's bed, still naked and feeling more frightened than he had ever felt before."Be very quiet, boys," their mother said, kicking Randy's pajamas under the bed.Angela took a deep breath and tried to get hold of herself. When she had regained her composure somewhat, she silently opened the bedroom door and slipped out into the.