I begin tucking him into bed and he tells me, "Daddy, check for monsters under my bed." I look underneath for his amusement and see him, another him, under the bed, staring back at me quivering and whispering, "Daddy, there's somebody on my bed."
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Short Stories
RandomJust a collection of stories that I've wrote in my spare time. However there are only three; possibly more to come.
