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”, Callie

and said, “You’re one funny ki- I

graced me

* * *

head and said, “Sweet dreams, mon ange.”

was woken up by screams at night. I was startled. The day had been great so I didn’t understand who was screaming. Soon, I realized they were coming from

sights I had ever seen. Callie was writhing in

hair and smoothed it, praying that she

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in my arms and woke her up and started murmuring nonsensical words

It’s Okay. It was just a horrible dream,

herself into my arms and sobbed some

you’ll never leave me”,

solemnly.”What did you

were gone just like

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