Fears of later childhood

When Dorothy was a few years older, her fear of fiddle cases and automobile tires were translated into a more universal fear. She had a horror of fire and of wind. They haunted her dreams and she would every so often wake in the night crying in terror from her dreams of fire, or of the sound of the wind. We slept in the same bed then, and while I didn't share her fear of the elements, I was frightened by her fear. I didn't understand her night terrors, but I was old enough to know they were real.