Dark Morning. 

It was just a dream. 

They said he was dying. I don’t know why exactly…a long illness maybe. It’s part of the dream fog. 

I called my sister. I told her the bad news and then…

I made this…sound. 

The most awful sound. I’ve never made a noise like that before but I think it was the sound of my own heart breaking. 

I woke up with tears streaming down my face. He laughed and kissed them away and I got up to make his coffee. 

The tears are gone. I’m wide awake and he is fine. But…

But the sound is stuck in my head. God…it’s awful. 

It was just a dream. 

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