”Mummy, can I have a glass of water?” Shelly peeked her head around the door frame.
”You should be in bed.”
”But I’m Thirsty.”
Eleven o’clock, it was too late for her daughter to be up, but since moving into her own room, there were more and more nights like this. She was going to wait until the next day, but something needed to be done.
Shelly was falling asleep at nursery, and her teachers already had a word or two.
”I’ll get you that water, and Mummy has brought something else. Go back to bed.”
A night light, in the shape of her favourite character Mirabel. She loved singing the songs and must have watched the movie a hundred times.
”There you go, your water,” Mummy said. ”And look what I found.”
”Mirabel,” Shelly screamed.
Her mummy plugged the nightlight in, and stars covered the ceiling. They turned from yellow, to red, to green and back to yellow. Shelly’s eyes closed, opened, then closed again.
Mummy put the cover over her shoulders, and kissed her forehead. ”Goodnight sweetheart. Stay safe.”
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Sometimes that’s all that’s needed.
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