Where The Magic Lies
(Part 1) (Part 2)
1980, your 6 month old self was wriggling around in your crib. Your little fist flicked up and the mobil above began to spin and play music, you smiled a dimple smile and drifted off into a sleep.
Mary’s eyes flutter open as she here the baby crying. She sighs and walks to your nursery and notices John is already in there. “Does she need a feeding?” Mary asked. All she got in response was a shush. “Alright..” she said and walked to the end of the hall to a blinking , tapping it a few times.It stopped blinking and Mary heard the tv on downstairs. Her curiosity got the best of her and she slowly and cautiously walked down the steps to see her husband fast asleep. Panic engulfed her body like wind and she bolted up the stairs.
She stormed into your nursery and had fear etched on her face, she let out an ear piercing scream and the last thing she saw was your eyes looking up at her.