"Mommy," Sherry was standing at the door in her teddy bear pj's. "Can I sleep with you?"
"Sure, Honey," I said and snuggled up closer to Bubba. Sherry crawled under the blanket and latched on to me.
"Bad dreams again?" I whispered.
"Uh huh."
"Try to fill the scary places with good things."
"I try, but the monsters keep coming. I try to save the kittens, but they keep coming and my stick breaks..." She buried her head in my shoulder and I hugged her tight.
There had been no nightmares until after we'd destroyed Medea. Now she slept with us every night. Normally I would have called up one of my friends with children and they would have given me advice, but my friends probably thought I was dead. We didn't have access to the internet and we interacted as little as possible with the town
