The Dreams of Hannah

I dreamed that there had been news of Stephen and Libby's father being very sick, close to dying. Nathan and Bethany and I were in the den with Dad, talking, when Mom got a phone call. We were all chatting, and Dad shushed us to listen to what Mom was saying. Mom said something to us that I couldn't hear, and she began to cry. I stood up and walked over to her and asked what she had said, and she yelled at me, frustrated, "MY HUSBAND IS DEAD!" And I realized with a shocking certainty that it was MY father who had been sick in the hospital and was now dead.

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