A dialog ...


A strange dream

- Last night I had a dream. You gave me flowers
- ....
- Red roses, I guess
- ...
- Then we made love
- ...
- As we've not made for years, I feel
...
- Afterward it was all as if you'd put your arm around me
- ...
- And you were asking me questions about my job
- ...
- And then, all the stuff became very odd
- ...
- Are you listening to me?
- Mmmmm
- You said you were thinking of having my mother over for a meal on Sunday
- ...
- But sweetie, what's going on? What did I say? Why are you leaving?





Short story by Arthur HIDDEN
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Written on 2007-09-23 at 20:01

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