11 August 2012
''Daddy, I had a bad dream''
I look at you, your eyes blink and your clock glows red in the darkness - it's 3:43am. ''Do you want to climb into bed and tell me about it?''
''No daddy.''
The oddness of the situation wakes me up more fully. I can barely make your pale form in the darkness of my room. ''Why not, sweetie?'' I ask.
''Because in my dream, when I told you about the dream, the think wearing mummy's skin sat up''
For a moment, I'm paralyzed. I can't take my eyes off you. Then, the covers behind me begin to shift.
The Dream • Opuss № I