a sunday vignette

Morpheus Visits a Young Boy

(a Sunday vignette reprise from 2013)

“Mama!  Maaa-ma!” he cried from the kids’ dark bedroom.  I went to him; he was curled up on his knees on the top bunk bed, his face streaming tears.

“Hey, Jobie…what’s going on?  I’m here…it’s mama; are you awake?”  I reached up for him so that he could feel the weight of my hands, and know I was there.  His eyes and the tears on his cheeks caught the bits of light coming through the door.