"Mama! Sissy!" Timmy screamed, as tears streamed down his face.

Groggy, I rolled over and rubbed his back. "Timmy," I gently cooed. "Timmy, wake up. You're having a nightmare." He was crying in his sleep, but within a few minutes, he rolled over and went back to sleep.

I covered him over and looked out the window. It was still pitch black outside. I wasn't sure what time it was, but it was early. Hopefully, I would be the only one in the house awake, allowing me to ...