 My parents didn't suspect a thing. Not that they would have, anyway. Mom was gone by the time I'd taken a shower, and Dad was still in bed. I hoped he was going to stay there. I had no idea if he was going to work or not. He never knew these days. I don't think he knew most days. Either way, I hoped he wasn't going to drive over to Sharon to see the behemoth, too. I wouldn't want to bump into him.