….he calls
in the middle of an apocalyptic nightmare I am having. It is the middle of the night …..how does he know….?
I am firing under sheets and quilts like quicksand as I find the phone flashing 0325
unreasonable ….?
fears
“Hello?”
“Beth?”
“Tell me everything will be all right ….” I say as I press the button to auto pilot in my dream
He says,
“it will…. that’s why I called….”
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