“Hey. Hey there. Wake up!”
I slowly opened my eyes, looking around my dim bed room and then at my clock. Eight in the morning on a Saturday. I closed my eyes again.
“Hey, right over here!”
I looked to the left, where my dog Dutch was curled up next to me. He was still snoring.
“No, over here!”
I glanced to the right toward the window. The voice was too close to be outside. I was probably dreaming. I pinched myself.
“Ow! What did you do that for?”
I stared at my arm that I had just pinched. Definitely dreaming. I closed my eyes again.
“Really? You are just going to ignore me?”
I refused to open my eyes. “Whoever you are, I am not talking to you” I said.
“Fine, if that’s how you want to play it” the voice said, sounding insulted.
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