[Doctor Gabriel]

Christ, what I wouldn’t have given for a nocturnal child…

The terrifying creature of the night left the comfort of his bed and groggily went to the door. He was the stuff of nightmares in his pink hawaiian shirt and heart spotted boxers. He didn’t look a day over 28 and he hadn’t for all the years he’s raised her.

Wiping the sleep from his eyes he opened the door.

“D’ya ‘ave ev’rthing ya need? Wan’ me to make some bre’fest ‘fore ya go?”

His words were the sluggish mumbling beffitting a man who’d just been roused from slumber. Then his tired eyes shot open and his groggy face took on a very serious expression.

“What kind of party? Will there be boys there?”