With her head resting on Nathan’s shoulder, Crystal dreamt that she was a young girl again. She had been afraid of the dark, and her Mother was comforting. Her Mother gently hugged her, patted her on the back, and hummed a lullaby.

Crystal wanted more of her Mother’s warmth, so she pressed her body against her and nuzzled her head against her chest. She could smell mint on her breath, and she began to feel dizzy. Why does my Mother smell like mint? - Crystal wondered. Her Mother had never ...