The night was the hardest. Elaine and Becky had left after inquiring about Mom’s health and the doll a little more. I tossed and turned in bed. Too many questions were spinning in my head.

What would I say to Mason? Was my incubus still watching me from the shadows? Would we share another steamy session that night? 

I was not in the mood for anything. My siblings had informed me that Mom was still unconscious. Nothing was wrong with her body. The doctors called it a case of an ...