A sudden wave of guilt washes over her after she realizes she is standing there like a gaping i***t admiring her son's well-toned military physique before becoming lost in his gentle hazel eyes as they stare wide and unblinking up at her.
He is hot and sweaty and obviously scared. Making a firm decision that she must do something to ease his suffering, she leans over and whispers in his ear, "You are safe Jimmy. Mommy is here, and you are coming back to her bed and I am going to . . ." She helps him to his feet before continuing. "Give you so much love and comfort that you are going to get a good night's sleep for once."
"Mom you don't have to do that. I'm alright." Jimmy snaps back irritably in a rough voice designed to hide the abject fear that the horrible dream has caused him. He gam
