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I couldn't sleep. Obviously, again. I tossed and turned for half an hour or so. Then I heard the front door open and Mum creep in. A little moving round, then my door opened, I sensed light shining across the corner of my room. I lay still and kept my eyes closed. Could I have forgotten anything? I saw the hall light go off a few minutes later. Then silence. I slept.
I got up very early myself the next morning, showered and dressed as quickly and quietly as I could. I didn't shave, I wanted to look a bit scruffy, as far from the person I'd been the previous night as possible. Mum and Dad usually slept in a bit on Sunday mornings. Their door was slightly ajar, indicating they were not doing - you-know-what. I listened. Dad was speaking quietly. Then I heard a brief snatch of his conversation.
'Mumble mumble mumble - fantastic dream - mumble....'
YES!
- COMMENTS
MichelleWhoIsabout 12 years agoThis was a great story line with all the twists and turns, where discovery was just a step away. I loved the final lines where his Father must have been describing to his wife how realistic the dream must have been. Keep up the fantastic writing.
FRSWRITERabout 12 years agoVery nice, that was a bit of a different twist but i did like it alot
