"One of the many terrors conjured up by the previous governess's happy way with children had been the bears that waited around in the street to eat you if you stood on the cracks.
Susan had taken to carrying the poker under her respectable coat. One wallop generally did the trick. They were amazed that anyone else saw them."
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"Twyla had started to wet the bed. This may have been a crude form of defence against the terrible clawed creature that she was certain lived under it.
Susan had found out about this one the first night, when the child had woken up crying because of the bogeyman in the closet.
She'd sighed and gone to have a look. She'd been so angry that she'd pulled it out, hit it over the head with the nursery poker, dislocated its shoulder as a means of emphasis and kicked it out the back door.
The children refused to disbelieve in mosters because, frankly, they knew damn well the things were there."
Susan chasing the Bogeyman who tries to live under the bed.
Gawain and Twyla, Susan's Small Charges
