Grace’s POV
Venite ad me: Venit ad me ... et illud est tempus. Pervenire foras; quis tu es ... Te expecto vere key.
I screamed in fright as I woke up from the heart-wrenching nightmare. The door of my room opened as Aunt Harriet rushed in. She looked worried.
“What happened?” she asked.
I couldn’t speak as I stretched my hands for her. The memory of the old woman crooning strange words to me filled my ears. Aunt Harriet came towards me and wrapped me in a hug rocking me back and forth while whispering “you’ll be fine,”.
My tremors quietened down, and I gently extracted myself from her embrace.
“I am fine now,” I whispered.
“Do you want to talk about it?” she asked me gently.
I nodded my head in the affirmative. Perhaps talking about it will make me forget.
“I saw an old woman…”
