Bad dreams-go away


“I don’t care what he says! He should have thought of that before he slept with Megan!!  Gina, I’m sorry, but I can’t work here anymore.  Not as long as he works here.  I quit.”

Gina looked at her mom. A look was all it took. The silent question in her eyes had to have an answer.

“Riley, I’ll fire him.  Don’t worry, I’ll tell him as soon as he comes in and you won’t even have to see him. Just take the day off and come back tomorrow after you’ve calmed down.

“You can’t do that, Gwen.  You can’t fire him just because he cheated on me.  He can sue you for that.”

“Riley, I…” Riley was gone.  She ran out the door with uncontrollable sobs wracking her body.  Moments later Gina and Gwen heard her car start and leave the small parking lot of the bed and breakfast.

“I was going to say that the only reason I kept him was because of Riley.  I have had plenty of reasons to fire him and I plan to regardless of what she said.”

“I know, Mom. I’m surprised you kept him on for this long.  He’s always such a jerk to everybody.”

“Well good riddance is all I can say.

~*~

Gwen enters the room to find Gina still in bed and crying.  “Gina, are you okay?  Do you need anything?”

“I’ll be okay, Mom. I just can’t believe she’s gone!”

“I know.  It’s so sad.  I never should have let her leave when she was crying so hard. I never should have let her drive like that.”

“You didn’t know, Mom.  You couldn’t have stopped her anyways.  You know how she is.:

“Yes, I do.  I just wish I could have done something to save her.  I can’t believe she hit that truck head on.  Do you think it was intentional?”

“No!  She’d never do that!  God, Mom!  Besides, the police said she had so much mascara clouding her vision from all the crying that there’s no way she could see anything. It was an accident.  I just don’t see why she didn’t pull over before it got that bad….Mom?”

“What is it, Gina?”

“Oh…nothing, never mind.”

“Don’t you start.  What is it, Honey? You can tell me.”

“It’s nothing, Mom. I just..I thought I saw something.”

“What did you think you saw?”

“I thought I saw a red light pass over your face.  Just like I thought I saw one on Riley’s face right before she….”

“Oh Honey.”  Gwen sat down on the bed and hugged Gina tight.  “I think you worry too much.  Are you sure you’re going to be okay?”

“Yes, Mom.  Thank you.  I … Mom?”

“What is it, Gina?”

“Your nose is bleeding.”

Gwen touches her face and notices a large wet spot under her nose and starting to drip.  “Oh my goodness!”  she says and runs to the bathroom to clean up.

As she gets to the bathroom she notices the blood is coming faster and faster and, given what Gina just said about the red glow, she panicked.

“Gina, I’m going to run to the hospital around the corner.  Will you get dressed and meet me there?”

“Sure, Mom. Go ahead and be careful.”

Gwen runs down the stairs and out the door.  As she gets to the corner at the end of the block, she gets a little light-headed while crossing the street.  Too late, she noticed the motorcycle coming straight for her.

Gina hears the crash from her driveway and runs to the end of the block, scared of what she’ll see.  When she gets there, mom and the motorcyclist are wrapped together in a mass of bones, skin, hair and blood.  There was nothing she could do.

At this point I woke up from the dream.  Well….there was a little strangeness involving someone asking Gina for calligraphy pens before I actually woke up…  The whole thing was just odd.

Where do you go from here?  Do you ever have dreams like this?  If so, what do you do with them?

I usually don’t, but they do seem to get more frequent when I”m actively writing.

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