Nightfall.
Hesper didn’t sleep well. She had a dream. In the dream, there was a small child crying and tugging on her hand, questioning her. “Mommy, mommy, why don’t you want me anymore?”
“Baby…” Hesper frowned sadly in the dream. She knew that that was her baby, so she dolefully said, “I do want you. I just…” She wanted to hug the child, but he kept stepping backward, so she couldn’t get grasp him.
The little boy stood in the rain, crying his eyes out. “You don’t want me anymore. Everyone laughed at me saying that I don’t have a mom. You don’t love me. Then why did you have me?”
“No, that’s not true.” Hesper shook her head frantically. How could she not love her baby?
She couldn’t bring him along in that situation.
“I’m sorry, baby. It’s my fault for not taking care of you…” Her tears rolled down from the corner of her eyes as her heart ached.
Suddenly, a large hand grabbed the child. He was so started, he started shouting. “Ah! Help, help!”
“Baby!”
Hesper jolted and woke
