Viola

I was tossing and turning in my bed, struggling to take a normal breath, when all of a sudden, I noticed a kid standing there, staring at me.

I asked him a startling question: "What is your name? Just what exactly are you doing in my room?"

He flashed a wide grin from ear to ear and slammed his words into my eardrums. "I'm your son, Mommy," says the narrator.

I panted, almost shivering all around me as I realized what I'd done. "What?"

My excitement was met with a grimace and the word "no."

And then there was another young girl, nearly two feet in height, who stood...