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It was wrong and he knew it. He knew that it wasn't right and that, if caught, it could create unspoken tension and awkward feelings. Yet, here he was, Zak Saturday, standing outside the guest room of his home and inside was his uncle. He knew that he shouldn't be up passed his bedtime, and he knew oh so well what kind of trouble he could be into for coming here this late. But he couldn't leave now. Not yet. The eleven year old took a deep breath, held it for a moment and urged himself to relax. He extended a shaky hand and grabbed onto the door knob and twisted it slowly. The room was encased in darkness and all Zak could hear was the faint