Goodnight Mommy 1 -

“Sorry,” Lukas whispered.

Not the way a scratch or a mosquito bite itches—not a surface thing. This was deep, a slow crawl beneath the gauze, like tiny legs moving along the seam where her skin used to be. Lukas wanted to scratch it for her. He always did. But Elias held his wrist under the table. goodnight mommy 1

Click.

She smiled. It took too long to arrive. And when it did, it didn’t reach the eyes that weren’t quite her eyes. “Sorry,” Lukas whispered

That night, Elias pulled the covers over his brother’s head and whispered: a slow crawl beneath the gauze