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He honks the old truck’s horn So from another time it seems

And in a single ain

Realizing this is the part of the dream I’ve always had but could never remember

The one where I’d alake up without knowing how it ended

It’s not cold, but I shiver, clutching Benji closer and kissing his head

I’m still in a bit of a daze by the ti on the porch as he kisses us both hello

“You alright honey? You look like you’ve seen a ghost,” he says, pressing the back of his finger to my forehead like he always does when he thinks one of us has a temperature

Curlingthem to my lips and kiss them

“Just having a daydream,” I say

I s him closer for a proper kiss

“Hope it was a good one”

He sently, burping him for me after his feed

“Oh, it’s the best dream in the whole world,” I assure him

The drea

The life we all share

Us

I love you, Michael