It was the day after I had moved in. Callie had already warmed up to me and was not as fussy as the first day. We were in the living room after I had picked Callie from school. I was now friends with the Indian driver who was teaching me Hindi.

Presently, she was telling me about her day at school which made me start asking myself questions. Where was Callie’s mother? I did not ask anything at the interview because I did not want to seem nosy. But now I was so so curious.

Callie went on, oblivious to my inner pondering. “…And then Sheila said I should push Lou and call herself a fat popotamus.”

“Did you do it, hun?”, I asked.

“No”, the kid replied proudly.

“That’s good”, was my reply. Then I ruffled Callie’s hair

“Stop that”, she said “I’m not a kid”

“Oh, then what are you?”, I asked intrigued

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wiman”,

one funny ki- I mean

Callie graced me with

* * *

dinner, I put Callie to bed. I kissed her head and

was startled. The day had been great so I didn’t understand who was screaming. Soon, I realized they were coming from

painful sights I had ever seen. Callie was writhing in bed, her face contorted in agony. She was

that

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and woke her up

honey. It’s Okay. It was just a

into my arms and sobbed some

leave me”, she

promise.”, I said solemnly.”What did you dream

gone

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