Hasty gives a dream of age
The ground is shaking.
I am holding my breath waiting for the earthquake to catch up to my location. It always did. It was always quick.
I hear my daughter unloading the dishwasher while someone is talking to her. I don’t recognize their voice.
Who was in my house talking to MY daughter. I shot out of bed forgetting about the incoming earthquake. I stood half naked looking at my daughter. Overnight it seems that she has become a grown woman. She was talking to a handsome looking man.
They were both standing and looking at me startled by the fear on my face.
“MOM? What’s wrong?”
I can’t say anything as she rushes to my side.
“Mom the doctor said you needed to stay in bed. You are likely to reinjure your hip if you don’t let us take care of you.”
Us? I can’t figure out why she is all the sudden an us. Who…
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