“Baby girl, its bedtime sweetie” He heard the words clearly…they seemed off in the distance, yet were coming from her room, and he heard them just fine. “How can I hear them?” He thought. The window was closed, the AC was on, and her window too appeared to be closed. It almost seemed as if the words were inside his head. As if he was imagining them.
“Ok mom” The girl replied. He was dumbfounded, how was he hearing this? Before he could think any further on the matter, the mother appeared in the girl’s room. “Come on sweetie; let’s get you ready for bed.” The mother said, the words, clear as a bell in his head. “Am I dreaming?” he asked himself, and then pinched his arm and slapped his face to disprove his new theory. He watched as the girl and mother left the room.