Addison groaned and looked at the clock next to her bed, it was only 10:15 at night and she knew it was going to be a rough night. There was loud singing and music coming from the garden of the house two doors away. Waylon was having another of his late-night barbecues and, as usual, had invited several of his friends and his wives. These parties often lasted until 3 am.
Twice a neighbor had called the police complaining about the noise.