Strange Dream
I had a strange dream last night. I was talking to John on the phone. He was at our Michigan home. We were just chatting about trivial stuff.
Then he said something about John and I asked what he had said and he said “John died.”
I said, “What John? John’s my husband. You’re John.”
And he repeated, “John’s dead.”
I remember feeling confused. It was definitely John talking.
Strange.