“No, I had it last night, but I was waiting to tell you about it in person,” Marielle responded to Clifford’s question with a sweet smile.

“You shouldn’t wait so long to talk about having had a nightmare,” Clifford protested with a disappointed look on his face.

“I told my grandmother right away,” Marielle protested.

“What did she say about it?” Clifford asked, looking at Marielle anxiously.

“She was disappointed that I didn’t go downstairs ...