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The quietness of the voices woke me up. Not that Mom and Dad yell a lot, Not nearly like the Worzowskis across the street, But quietness is even worse. That’s when you know something serious is going on. I lay in bed and stared at the ceiling. Kathy snored in her bed across the room. The Love Is kids smiled down at her from their poster. Above me, Peter Frampton smiled from his. Oh Peter, I thought, what’s wrong? I w