Goodnight

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Allie cried, maybe a little louder than she wanted to, as she lay in her bed. The eight-year old had not been sleeping well, and she was sad and scared.

Her parents walked in and sat on the bed.

“It’s okay, honey,” her mother said. “Nights can be a little hard. But you are brave and safe.”

The girl nodded, holding back her cries.

Her parents stood up and her mother kissed her forehead. “Sleep well, Allie.”

“Get some rest, pumpkin,” her father said. “And don’t worry. We will always be here for you.”

Allie nodded, but she wasn’t sure this thought comforted her anymore. At least not since six months earlier when her parents died in that car wreck.