Call Dave and tell him about your dream
You begin to dial dave's number. "He should get a kick out of
this!" You say to yourself. Whenever you, Dave, or Barbara had a
nightmare, you'd always call each other up.
"Hello?" A woman answers the phone?
"Hi, it's me, Mrs. Browne. Is Dave there? I really need to talk
to him!"
"Oh, hey! No sweetie, Dave isn't here. As a matter of fact, he
went over to Barbara's house. They were planning on coming over there
to see you!"
"Oh, well in that case," You say looking at the clock,
"I better get ready!"
"Okay sweetie, i'll talk to you later! Just for your information,
Dave left about five minutes ago, so, if I were you I'd hurry!"
Dave's mom said, as she said bye to me and then hung up.
"Just great." you thought to yourself. "now I can Tell
them in person."
"Darn!" You say, as you realize there's no juice. You grab
some homemade brownies your mom made last night instead. Hey, it
wasn't the proper breakfast, but it was close enough.
