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Amy lay her little brother on the bed and tucked him in properly. After that, she went into her closet to get a pajamas to change into. She decided not to shower and just wipe off her makeup, go into the bathroom to brush her teeth and put on her pajamas. When she was done, she dropped her dress in the laundry basket and joined Carl on the bed.

“Did you have a nightmare?” Amy asked her little brother while bringing him close to herself, so they would cuddle up together. Carl shook his head in reply, wrapping his small arms around his big sister.

“Why were you scared, then?” She enquired.

“You and mom were fighting.” He mumbled.

Amy was taken aback by his reply. She didn’t know they were that loud.

“What did you hear, baby?” She softly asked to know if he heard everything or most of the argument.

“Not much. Just heard you two yelling at each other.”

Amy breathed a sigh of relief, glad that he couldn’t make out anything. That is quite a relief because he was still too young to be expose