The first that went wrongI giggled as I tucked my baby sister in to bed. Morgan looked so adorable, especially with her new teddy bear I got her with mom earlier today. It was a blast. I loved spending time with mom. She would tell me stories all the time and why she called me Jack instead of James. Dad always called me James.I hopped down quietly from the step stool that led up to her crib and set it in the corner of the room. Smiling as my work here was done, I went out into the hallway and closed the door, watching my baby sister as she gurgled softly in her sleep. So peaceful.I come into my bedroom and keep the bedroom door open a crack. I always did that, as I hopped into bed and turned on my night light. Hugging Mr. Flufflekins, my stuffed bear, I snuggled up warm and toasty in my bed, waiting for mom to come in and tuck me in bed. But mom didn't come. Frowning, I started to get up to remind her when I head loud shouts. I couldn't hear what my parents were saying to each other bu I knew it was a fight.