Jen sleeps lightly, these days. She wakes with a start when Kim's cry cuts through the silence.

Swinging out of bed, she grabs her robe and heads for the kitchen to put water on the stove. That done, she looks in on Kim, then returns to the kitchen, gets the phone, and dials.

"Kevin? It's Jen. No, I'm all right . . ."

"Dave, it's Jen. Of course I know what time it is . . ."

"Paul, you need to come over."