“Don’t go,” was all she replied, and it was a barely coherent mumbled slur. “He gets me when you’re not here.” “It’s okay, Liz. You can sleep,” I whispered, resigned to the fact that I wasn’t getting answers tonight. She was too out of it. “I won’t let the monster get you.” Trembling, I blinked back the tears filling my eyes because I knew this was bad. “Or the scary lady.” “No matter what?” “Yeah, Liz.” Sniffling, I used my shoulder to wipe the tear on my cheek. “No matter what.”
