Manager's Suite, The Arms Hotel, late Wednesday night
Mary had the strangest dream that left her feeling unsettled. She had been dreaming about how she prepared a week's supply of food for her father before running away when she was 15. Somehow, she had decided that if Daddy had enough food, he wouldn't miss her enough to go looking for her. Maybe it had worked, because she had managed to hide at Danny McCoy's house for a month before Danny's dad realized she was there and made her go back. She wondered who he found to cook for him after she walked out for good when she was 17. It must have been when he started dating his second wife, she guessed.
She tried to think about anything else to clear thoughts of her father from her mind. Any dream about him was likely to turn into a nightmare. She was just on the verge of drifting off when she thought she heard a voice.
If you dream them, they will come.
It jolted her out of her sleep. After getting up and pacing around the bedroom for a while, Mary retreated to the living room and made a phone call. Hopefully Delinda would be understanding about her calling at this hour.
"Hey Danny. Sorry to wake you up, but I really need to talk to someone..."
[Establishy]
She tried to think about anything else to clear thoughts of her father from her mind. Any dream about him was likely to turn into a nightmare. She was just on the verge of drifting off when she thought she heard a voice.
If you dream them, they will come.
It jolted her out of her sleep. After getting up and pacing around the bedroom for a while, Mary retreated to the living room and made a phone call. Hopefully Delinda would be understanding about her calling at this hour.
"Hey Danny. Sorry to wake you up, but I really need to talk to someone..."
[Establishy]