The next day I woke up from a nightmare.
My husband gave me a big hug and said he’s here with me. Then I just buried my head in his arms.
He asked me what happened. He said I shouted “Help!”, a few times.
Honestly it was the stress from the incident the night before. So now the left cheek of my butt is safe. But no more late night outside until the end of this year.
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