A Mother’s Rising FearThe mother held her breath, heart pounding, as she awaited his words. Dawn’s dim light cast soft shadows across the room, adding a mysterious tone to the moment. Her eldest son looked up at her, eyes wide, sincere, and strangely mature. With a shy but earnest voice, he whispered, “I have to keep him safe, Mom. The shadow man comes at night.” Her blood ran cold. She raced to understand his words. Their home was quiet, in a familiar neighborhood. Nothing suggested danger. Yet her son spoke of a shadow man who visited at night. Seeking the...
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