Zach had another nightmare last night. He has been really infested with them lately. I guess it's the end result of some big equation involving sugar, homework, and creepy movies.
So I went to his room and laid down with him. We both fell asleep and I woke up a few hours later in serious pain with my head wedged up against the wall. It took a while to regain my normal spinal geometry, and meanwhile I felt like there was a rusty railroad spike jammed between two of my cervical vertebrae.
The good news is, no dragons crashed through the wall into Zach's room during the time I was there. No ghouls crept in through the window either. And I'm pretty sure nothing large and hairy crawled from under the bed and eviscerated us.
That's gotta be worth a stiff neck, right?
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