In the night

Last week while Annie and Story were with us, I was awakened by baby cries from downstairs. It seemed to last longer than the usual diaper change, so I nudged May and told her to see if Annie needed any help. She came back a few minutes later and I asked her what was wrong and she couldn't find the words to make a sentence. So I just rolled over and went back to sleep. 

Later in the night I was awakened by May, who was standing on the floor by my side of the bed. "Where do you want me?" she asked. I noticed she was wearing a robe, which meant she hadn't just gotten up to go to the bathroom. I pointed to her place in the bed and said "right here." As she climbed back into bed I asked where she had been. "I don't know," she said. 

This morning, just before dawn, I sat up to see what time it was. May woke up and looked at my pillow, where my head had been, and said "Oh my gosh, a cicada." I looked down and saw only a fold in the pillow case. I asked what she had seen and she said "a big bug." I switched on the bedside lamp and she looked, lifted the pillow, searched around and asked "where did it go?" I switched off the lamp and lay my head back down at the point of the cicada sighting and we both went back to sleep.