Tabatha Miller’s nightmares started the evening after her mother died. However, it wasn’t until she laid Ma in the ground with Papa and Little Pearl that they started finding Tab asleep in odd places. Curled up inside the pantry. Down in the apple cellar. Up in the gear loft of the paddlewheel house.
At times like that, they would wake Tab up and light lamps to chase away her nightmares. Other times, Papa would find her walking and guide her back to bed, still asleep.
This is a rough sketch of one of the opening panels for the Droblar story. Please feel free to leave comments or suggestions.