I tossed in my sleep and stretched my hand to find my not so little bundle but my hand came up empty. My eyes flew open prepared for a search. My chest constricted and I jumped up in a shock not seeing her anywhere around the room. Hastily throwing back the covers, I ran out of the room and through the house looking for her and found it empty until I my bare feet touched the cold tiles of the kitchen.
"My goodness, Scarlett, are you alright? Is something wrong?" I ignored my mother who was standing against the kitchen island, as well as her questions of concerns, and scanned the open plan space of the neat house.
My body flooded with relief when I spotted her on the floor playing with her blocks and the doll whose face was now completely coloured in orange. I closed my eyes, taking a de
