AMY
It was just a dream, sweetie. You can go back to sleep. Mommy’s here.
JUNE
What if the nightmare comes back?
AMY
You know, whenever I have a nightmare, I just think of a happy time. I think about the day you were born. It was four in the morning, and the whole city was silent. No meetings. No emails. It was just you and me, and there was nothing wrong…