Chapter Twenty Two

After the date, For a moment, just a moment I was in pure bliss, it felt like all the stars aligned and the sun was shining again. I am slapped out of that fantasy as soon as I walk into my house and see Jamal. My head begins to spin and I rush to my room. I can hopefully go to sleep after the very long day I have had. I went to jail and on a date on the same day.

A vacation seems nice.

Tomorrow is the start of a festival that leads to a Halloween party next month. So hopefully I can do some research on his brother. I have a ton of work to do. That night I fall asleep as soon as I hit the pillow. That is when the dream starts.

I am in a white wedding dress standing on a beach looking out to a whole sea of thoughts. My toes are buried in the sand. The sand is warm in between my toes. I feel content. I look down at the water which is now red.

Blood.

There is so much blood. The water turns crimson. I dip my hand into the water and it feels like hot blood. I wonder where the blood came from. Wherever it came from the person has to be dead. I walk away from the water. I don't want to stain the dress.

I search for where the blood is coming from, the sands ash. It sticks to the soles of my feet. It smells burnt. I can't explain the smell I have never smelled this scent. I close my eyes and open them to see my room. I wake up not knowing what that dream is supposed to mean.