in the warmth between her body and the bed, she awoke slowly
sliding out of a fuzzy dream trying to sort out what to leave there
and what to take away with her ... she gave a kiss to babyL. and turned
to cuddle her Angel her hands grasping the air where he should have been.
The thought of being alone in the house was nearing, so she decided to crawl
back if not into the dream, into a fantasy, and told her dream of babyL. to his
pillow. It listened thoughtfully, then told her he loved her.
She grabbed her dress as she walked downstairs - he wouldn't like me to walk
around naked, she thought, and arrived to the bathroom to stare at her
reflection in the mirror. Tomorrow, she thought, tomorrow he'll be here -
until then, it is sweet me-time, she added and turned around the kitchen corner
to enjoy a big breakfast and the sight of three bags awaiting patiently on the floor....
