A blood-curdling scream.
She runs in the bedroom.
"Baby, baby. What's the matter?"
"I had a bad dream, Mommie."
"Tell Mommie all about it, honey"
"Millions of people were all grabbing at me wanting something"
"It was only a nightmare. It's over now. Get out from under the sheets."
"C'mon. Hurry up."
"I don't want to."
"Barack Obama. You come out of those bedcovers right now. Joey and little Hillary are downstairs and want to play."