“Sophia!” I yelled for the zillionth time. “We’re late.”I stood at the bottom of the stairs, waiting less than patiently. I could hear her rummaging around up there. I’d told her in no uncertain terms that we absolutely needed to...

The next morning, after breakfast, I was sitting by the pool reading a book. Matt had stayed all night with Sally in her room and only crept back to get some clean clothes before breakfast. He looked a bit tired, but...