It was nearly one and I didn’t feel like going back out into the barn and bugging the horses so I grabbed Christian’s spare key and took his truck home since he was with Bobby in my mom’s Ford Explorer. My house was still silent when I tiptoed back in and every little creak I made echoed around me. I felt like I was seventeen again trying to sneak out without my parents knowing. Once I got safely to my bedroom I stripped off the big coat and boots and changed my sweater for an old T-shirt. I kept the sweats and long socks to keep me nice and warm while I drifted off into a deep, comfortable sleep.