Emma woke up screaming.
Sarah bolted upright in the small bed beside her daughter. Francis burst through the door seconds later.
"What happened?" Francis demanded.
Emma sobbed into Sarah's chest. "The bad men. They were taking me again. They were hurting Mommy."
"It was just a dream, baby." Sarah rocked her gently. "Just a bad dream."
"It felt real!"
Francis sat on the edge of the bed. Reached out to touch Emma's shoulder. She flinched away from him.
Francis froze. "Emma?"
"Do not touch me!" Emma pressed harder against Sarah. "You are too strong. You will hurt me."
"I would never hurt you."
"You hurt those men! You threw them and they did not get up!"
Sarah shot Francis a look. He backed away, hands raised.
"Emma, listen to me," Sarah said softly. "Daddy is still Daddy. He is j
