I have book anniversary coming up on March 1st. Slay the Demon is turning 3. Here is a small scene between Matt and Maggie.
“DADDY!” Maggie yelled.
Matt jumped up out of his bed and rushed down the hall. He knew he should’ve let Maggie sleep with him. Rushing into her room, he saw Maggie sitting up in her princess bed with tears streaming down her cheeks. He sat on her bed and pulled her into his arms. She wrapped her tiny arms around his neck and cried into his shoulder. In a matter of seconds, his shirt was soaked, but she was finally quiet.
“Don’t worry, Buttercup, the bad man won’t hurt you again,” Matt said as he tried to soothe his daughter.
Two weeks of nightmares had him throwing in the towel. It was time to get his daughter help. He couldn’t keep running on so little sleep because of Maggie’s nightmares. Neither one of them got a full night’s sleep since the shooting. He didn’t think he needed help with Maggie, but he knew better now. This was something he couldn’t help his daughter with, but there had to be someone who could.
Once Maggie was back asleep, he went in search of the card he’d gotten at the school. He didn’t know if it would help but taking his daughter to therapy was the only thing he could think of trying.
He found the card tucked away in his wallet. It was too early to call the office and he wasn’t calling the emergency line. He didn’t want to wake someone up when he could wait for the office to open. Maggie was back asleep anyway, so he had time.
Since he was wide-awake now, he turned on the coffeepot before opening his laptop. He would do some quick research on Slay the Demon. He wanted to know everything he could find about this organization.
Were they legit? Or was it a fly-by-night thing? He didn’t want his daughter traumatized any more than she already was.
Matt jumped up out of his bed and rushed down the hall. He knew he should’ve let Maggie sleep with him. Rushing into her room, he saw Maggie sitting up in her princess bed with tears streaming down her cheeks. He sat on her bed and pulled her into his arms. She wrapped her tiny arms around his neck and cried into his shoulder. In a matter of seconds, his shirt was soaked, but she was finally quiet.
“Don’t worry, Buttercup, the bad man won’t hurt you again,” Matt said as he tried to soothe his daughter.
Two weeks of nightmares had him throwing in the towel. It was time to get his daughter help. He couldn’t keep running on so little sleep because of Maggie’s nightmares. Neither one of them got a full night’s sleep since the shooting. He didn’t think he needed help with Maggie, but he knew better now. This was something he couldn’t help his daughter with, but there had to be someone who could.
Once Maggie was back asleep, he went in search of the card he’d gotten at the school. He didn’t know if it would help but taking his daughter to therapy was the only thing he could think of trying.
He found the card tucked away in his wallet. It was too early to call the office and he wasn’t calling the emergency line. He didn’t want to wake someone up when he could wait for the office to open. Maggie was back asleep anyway, so he had time.
Since he was wide-awake now, he turned on the coffeepot before opening his laptop. He would do some quick research on Slay the Demon. He wanted to know everything he could find about this organization.
Were they legit? Or was it a fly-by-night thing? He didn’t want his daughter traumatized any more than she already was.
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