#MondayBlogs – GENTLY DOWN THE STREAM – A Short Story

  Gently Down the Stream Row, row, row your boat, gently down the stream… Jack bolted upright, the edge of a scream fading with the nightmare. He swiped at the sweat streaming down his face, realized it was tears, and dragged the sheet over his cheeks to erase the wet stains. “Jack?” Lori’s voice was heavy with sleep and concern. He’d woken her … again. He sat stiff, his back to her, and said, “Sorry. Read More …