Snore....
RUSTLE - THUMP!!! I
bolt out of bed, and run down the hall. I'm in the room almost before the
crying begins. She's more
frightened then
hurt. The wailing stops quickly after I pick her up.
"Do you want me to read you a story?" "Yes." Her arm blocks the light from her eyes as I rush through the book. "Another story?" she half-heartedly pleas. "No, go back to sleep.
I love you."
She's
asleep before I reach my bed.
Crystal calls in the morning, "Did Regan fall out of bed last night?"