I rocked Cy as he slowly fell back to sleep. It was about 5 AM and he’d woken up screaming. He didn’t really remember what he was dreaming about, which meant this was more of a night terror than an actual nightmare. It’d still taken a while to calm him down a bit before I was able to start coaxing him back to sleep. As I did so, I questioned whether I should have stopped him from reading those reports yesterday. Did that trigger this? Could I have prevented it if I stopped him? I buried my face in his hair as his body relaxed against mine with soft, rhythmic...