Just then, Jordan heard a knock on her door. Nearly an hour had passed although it felt like only five minutes.

“Come in Mom.” She left her computer monitor on and turned around.

The door opened and her mom poked her head in before finding a seat on her daughter’s bed.

“How’re you doing Jordan?” Sally knew this conversation wasn’t going to be fun.

“Fiiiieeene….” Jordan responded quizzically.

“Well it’s been almost two weeks now honey – and you haven’t had a dry night yet.”

“I know…and…” Jordan wasn’t dumb. She had been dreading this too.

“Well, I am worried about this poor mattress…it’s gonna be ruined pretty quick if it’s not already. And it’ll start stinking without a doubt. So listen, I bought this plastic sheet to put on there. I don’t want you to feel like a toddler or something Jordan but I just think it’s a waste to destroy a perfectly good mattress.”