The Bad Dream
Daddy, I had a bad dream." You blink your eyes and pull up on your
elbows. Your clock glows red in the 3: 23.
Do you want to climb one bed and tell me about it?"
The oddness of the situation wakes you up more fully. You can barely
make out your daughter' s pale form in the darkness of your room.
U/ not sweetie?”
Because, in my dream, when I told you about the dream, the thing
wearing Mommy? skin sat tsp." For a , you feel paralyzed; you
car/ t take your eyes off of your daughter. The covers behind you begin to