Waiting for Bedtime
We decided to wait until she was sound asleep before investigating. So, when she was snuggled up and asleep, we carefully tiptoed about the home. As we talked about our plans, the air between us felt thick with unstated fears. ‘Now’s our chance,’ I said him, trying not to disrupt the peace around us. Our daughter was finally sleeping, so it was time to solve the doll mystery.
Waiting For Bedtime
Tools and The Doll
My husband quietly got his tools and cautiously approached the doll. It seemed weird, almost as if an uninvited guest had returned, seated in the center of our kitchen table. I watched him get out his screwdrivers and set them up. We exchanged uneasy glances, knowing we had entered unknown terrain. The doll was no longer just a toy; it had quickly evolved into a conundrum that we badly needed to solve.
Tools And The Doll
