Into the Snow

"Sh."

"Dad, where are we going?"

"You'll see."

"Can we tell Mum?"

"No."

"But why?"

"Because Mummy's sleeping."

"But she'll want to know where we are. And I want her to come too."

"She can't. She's sleeping."

"But I don't want to go out into the snow. It's dark."

"It's fine. It's not that cold and it's snowing. You love the snow!"

"Mum said that when the snow came, we'd make a fort! And a snowman!"

"Did she?"

"Yes! If I wake her up, we could do it now!"

"Mummy won't want to be woken up to go out in the snow. It's cold and dark and she'll want to sleep."

"But you said it wasn't that cold. If she puts her coat on, she could come."

"Do you know where your mittens are?"

"No. Can I wake Mum?"

"Well, where might you have put them?"

"I don't know. Mum would know. I can go ask her."

"No! We are not waking your mother! You'll just have to go without mittens!"

"But I'll be cold and my hands will hurt! I don't want to go!"

"Callum, it will be fine. I'll warm your hands up if they get cold. Here, you can have my gloves."

"But I don't want your gloves! I want Mum!"

"Okay, Callum. Listen. Mum can't come. She's in a deep sleep and you won't be able to wake her. Okay?"

(Sobbing)

"Don't cry, Callum."

(Sobbing)

"Come on. Let's go see the snow!"

"I want Mum!"

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