When I woke up in the morning, I felt drained, as if I hadn't slept, which I hadn't. I tossed and turned all night, and every time I woke up, I reached of Flynn, only to find his side of the bed empty, which resulted in my crying until I passed out, and the process would begin again.
As I stared at the ceiling wishing for death, my bedroom door pushed open, and my only reason for living burst in holding his little Dragon teddy I'd purchased in the city.
''Mommy, wake up.'' He demanded as he threw up his teddy on my bed, before he climbed up next to me.
''I'm awake.'' I turned my head and smiled. ''Did you have a good sleep, baby?''
He nodded, as he held up his Dragon ''I dreamed I could fly, mommy, just like my Dragon.''
I smiled and sat up, ''Well, maybe one day we can ask a real Dra
