There’s crying coming from down the hall; I’d felt the sound bounce along my spine long before my ears fully registered it. When this all began, I didn’t comprehend what a ‘mother’s intuition’ entailed, despite what the words written within my dog-eared parenting books said. But oh, how I understand now—these past few weeks have been quite the learning experience.

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Written for The Barcast's Halloween in April Writing Contest.

Character and content warnings will be included as spoilers in the author's note at the top of the fic.