Dreams by Marian

Sitting in the window, arms wrapped around her body. Her eyes close and sleep slowly steals its way into her mind. Just as the weather outside brews, so does the storm within her.

A dream. The same dream. Night after night returns. She finds herself on an old western street from years past.

Standing holding a shotgun aimed at an angry mob of drunken ranch hands. "We don't hang men in our town," she shouts. Someone pushes her down as they pass. Her anger builds as she asks the town folk, "Are you just going to let this happen?" No one answers.

Then HE appears. Dressed in Black. Taking control. Setting the young black man free. She stares in awe of him. She begins to stir just as he leans down to look deeply into her eyes.

The image disappears. It's the same every night, just as their lips are about to meet she wakes.

Ultimately, she loses her heart to him in every dream.

Morning comes and as she wakes her mind wonders. Could he be real? Will he come for her? Will she ever taste the sweet kiss from his lips?

She prepares for work. Her day she will spend at The Court House. Forever, searching for the ultimate story. As she is walking out of the Courtroom, someone accidently knocks her to the floor.

He leans down, helping her to feet, all the time saying how sorry he is. She sees his mouth moving and yet hears nothing. She is speechless. She asks herself, "Is it really HIM? The man in her dreams."

One look is all it took, for them to realize it was meant to be. They kiss. Making a dream become a reality.

THE END