I saw Max standing in front of my door in his pajamas, “hey,” I said to him.“Hey,” he replied.“What’s the problem?”He looked at me, hesitating to say his problem and when he opened his mouth to talk, he just shook his head, “just forget about it,” he turned to walk back to his room.I grabbed his arm to stop him, “hey, what is it? Tell me,” he turned to look at me, “go on.”“I had a bad dream,” he finally said.“What happened in it?”“Mom and dad got into an accident and we had to move and were forced to stay in foster homes,” he gulped as he looked deep into my eyes, “separately.”“Oh,” I can see where his problem was coming from, I would be pretty much scared if I had that kind of a dream. I cupped his cheeks in my hands, “hey, it was just a dream, nothing will happen to mom and dad and no one is separating us, I promise.”Max nodded, “I know, I’m just being lame.”“No you are not, everyone has the right to be afraid,” I smiled.He returned the smile, “do you em…” he scratched hi
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