Why My Late Father Warned Me In A Dream About What I Was Wearing

bite of pizza.

He frowned slightly, looking over at me.

“You’re… really calm about this whole thing,” he said, studying my face.

“You asked me to be mature,” I replied evenly. “I’m doing exactly what you asked.”

He studied me for another moment, then shrugged and went back to his phone. Crisis averted, in his mind. Girlfriend successfully controlled. Everything continue reading …