Chapter 22: Finding Facts

“Why didn’t you tell me about the nightmare earlier this morning?” Clifford asked as he drove off.

“I fell asleep and woke up just in time for the bathroom,” Marielle responded. “I just had enough time to get ready for science class. I told my grandmother when she ran into me on my way to the bathroom,” she explained further.

“It’s just that I might have had a solution for you already by now,” Clifford responded.

“Oh, that’s great to know, but grandmothers are usually good at these things, you know,” Marielle responded with a smile.

“Modern knowledge is perhaps a little bit more updated, don’t you think?” Clifford asked with a teasing grin playing at the corners of his mouth.

“Well, we all know that grandmothers are the people who know the history of such things,” Marielle commented. “But next time I will send you a text as soon as I wake up from the nightmare,” she added with a light-hearted chuckle.

“You shouldn’t make a habit out of having nightmares,” Clifford warned.