Rebecca rolled over in her sleep, waking slightly to feel that Gerald wasn't next to her. She frowned and in a tired way thought, 'I wish he were here.' It had amazed her how quickly she had gotten used to sleeping with him, as well as everything else that their marriage included. She attempted to roll back over when she first heard the sounds. Muffled footsteps by the door were moving past and stopping just outside of it. 'Is something happening?' She thought, wearily, leaning forward and feeling slightly alert for it.
Nothing happened however. Not another movement, not another sound…