Special Bond
A Friday night ritual has become a satisfying experience for both.
She used to tell me how much she missed me. And how she could hardly sleep when I was away at school because the house seemed so empty and eerily quiet. She would have strange dreams of waking up and not knowing where she was; of being unable to tell if she was dreaming or awake. She would speak of our ‘special bond’ and how much I completed her life. It was not very different for me. I was younger and my dreams were ofte...