A bang and a shriek woke me up. Hobbling out as fast as my old legs would permit, I stumbled upon the obviously interrupted party. O yes! Jane’s midnight surprise for Peter.
The candles were lit, the cake cut, but where were they…
I was startled once again by shrieks and laughter. Dear me, I suppose passions had flared and moved the party upstairs.
The question remained, what was I to do? Pretend that I had never heard them? Leave the mess on the table! Or clean up and make breakfast awkward?
Lord, the kids really needed to get a place of their own!