It’s time for you to sleep and forget now.

The angel with slate gray hair and black-veined, wispy gray wings faded into darkness. I’d seen her before. I knew I had. But where? The memory danced just out of my grasp, as ephemeral as Wendy’s Neverland.

Wendy…

Images appeared and blended and faded, traces of reality and dashes of fantasy. A cartoon crocodile chasing Captain Hook; melting snow and orange heat cubes; Frosty the snowman and a BTS music video; a wintry scene encased in a snow globe of ice…

She was in the snow globe. Her name was Wendy.