Monday, May 2, 2016

Two In The Morning

It happened again last night!

I woke up at two in the morning.

The room was dark. The dogs were asleep. The house was still.

I lay quiet, waiting to drift back into the soft embrace of sleep when the whisper of a sound slipped through the air and tickled my ear. I froze. There was nothing to be heard. I relaxed and rolled onto my side.

I felt the light kiss of breath in my face. My eyes flew open.


My mouth opened to scream until I recognized my daughter hugging her teddy bear waiting to be lifted up.