It must have been somewhere in amongst all these thoughts, worries and questions that Frank had fallen asleep, because she suddenly woke up.
It was dark. The landing light was off.
She reached out with her foot under the covers as she always did when she woke in the night. There was no heavy, warm, snoring-purring lump down the end.
She got out of bed and crept over to the window. She slipped herself under the curtain and looked out.
She could see stars and she could tell that the moon was out, full or nearly full.