It’s the middle of the night. A two-year-old girl is asleep in her room. Her mother is sleeping alone in the master bedroom. Her grandmother is sleeping in a detached guest house. Her father is sleeping in another part of the country, but she knows not where. The young girl wakes up, perhaps from a nightmare. She has been having a lot of those during her brief life. She is frightened, in a half-conscious way, and instinctively proceeds to the comforting presence of her grandmother. To get to her, she must exit the main structure of her home, cross a narrow, outdoor hallway, and knock on the door of the detached guest house. She has done all this before, and her fear has routinely been subsided by the grandmother who has forsaken her own life to, as best she can, play the role of the father who has left to pursue other roles. In her half-conscious state, however, the girl forgets that Grandma is not home that evening. She exits the main structure, closing the door behind her. Unbeknowns...
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Chad
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