The Owl Nightmare

It’s the same nightmare every time.

“I’m scared,” he says with a wail, after bedtime stories, prayer and song.

What are you scared of, we ask.

“Two owls outside.”

We had thought it was the child-proof door knob cover we had installed that glowed in the dark. We removed it and things got better. Then tonight it started again.

“Two owls outside.”

We made a show of Daddy going downstairs to get rid of the owls. They’re gone, we told him. They won’t come back. He calmed down.

As I laid him down in his bed: “The owls came back.” No, I told him. He looked at me for a few seconds.

“They flew away,” he agreed.

And my heart broke looking into those big, trusting brown eyes.


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