“I had the dream again.”
“The dream?” his mom asked.
“The one I keep telling you about!”
His mom gave him a blank look.
“I’ve told you like a thousand times! About the breathing
planet?”
“I remember you saying something a few weeks ago.”
He threw his hands in the air and stormed out of the
kitchen, passing his dad on the way out.
“What was that about?” his dad asked.
“Who knows?” his mom asked. “Something about a dream? A
planet that breathes?”
His dad’s eyes widened. “How long has he been having this
dream?”
She shrugged in response.
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