a simple dream. i played like i used to by her clothes line and looked off the edge of the porch. i sat on her bed and looked at her pictures.
right before i woke up, she looked at me with her little smile and said, “don’t worry, ann. it will all work out.” she laughed her soft little laugh and hugged me with her warm arms. i hugged my grandpa’s thin body and it was over.
it was like a visit to heaven. i awoke this morning to all of the little troubles i had left when i drifted off the night before. some have gotten a little better through the 