Dream Robbing
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   A scream ripped through the still night air, ripping me from my sleep and my wife next to me. “What is it love?” she cooed and rubbed her palm up and down my bicep. It made me shiver, and she must have noticed because she stopped.

    “Just a nightmare.” I rubbed my hand over my shaved head and tried to shake the remaining fog from my mind.

    “Tell me about it?”

    I shook my head, “Ah, I was at my Dad’s grave, it was a few weeks after the funeral. The grass hadn’t even begun to grow over the soil yet.” I grabbed the bottle of water from my bedside table and took a swig, “AJ was there too. He wanted me to get something Dad had.”


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