Dreams of S.
You wake with a start. Your heart is racing with fear. You reach across the bed to touch your wife. “Are you okay, honey?” A brief whimper escapes your lips. She’s not there, of course.
You wake with a start. Your heart is racing with fear. You reach across the bed to touch your wife. “Are you okay, honey?” A brief whimper escapes your lips. She’s not there, of course.