I groaned as I woke up the next morning. I got up and shuffled over to Maurice's bed. Maurice was...was..gone! I ran into the kitchen to see if Maurice was there. he wasn't! "Oh no," I cried, "where could he be?" I checked the rest of the house but Maurice was nowhere to be found! At 10 'o clock Muarice came home wearing a brazier! "Were you at a club?" "Yes," Maurice replied calmly. Trying not to explode I said, "You could at least take off that brazier," my voice breaking as I spoke. And that was that.