Amelia felt the pillow, the sheets, the morning sun through the window shade. She was waking up in her very own bed Halloween was still asleep beside her, an orange, tan and black ball of fur. Lazily, peacefully Amelia listened to the morning sounds made by Duncan and Ms. Kay. Clattering dishes, scurryings to and fro, one saying, "where on earth is my other earring? The other saying, "Did you put my notebook somewhere?" Toast smell, coffee smell,...