I had just given birth when my eight-year-old daughter ran into the hospital room, her eyes wide and alert. She closed the curtains, then whispered right against my ear: “Mom… get under the bed. Right now.” My heart clenched, but I did as she said. The two of us lay close together beneath the bed, trying to keep our breaths as quiet as possible.
I had just given birth when my eight-year-old daughter burst into the hospital room, eyes huge and terrified. She hurried to the curtains, yanked them shut, then leaned so close I felt her trembling b…
