#Chapter147
His chest was burning. He had to swallow and breathe through the dull ache. /"I am. I try so hard to be a good boy. I forgetty I am sometimes and I get scared too, birdie. I thinks I have to hidey in the wardrobe again. Or cry so quietly. I thinks I so bad that my birdie is gonna go and leave me and be angry with his Wo-Wo. I not like those thoughts, birdie./"
/"I don't like them either, babes./"
/"But then I 'member that birdie wants to be Wo-Wo's Daddy. And you not wanna do that if I was a bad boy. And you not get me lottsa nicey stuffs. Or snugglies. So I say 'shhh' to the nasty thoughts, Daddy./"
/"That's a great thing to say to the nasty thoughts, babes./"
