For if I were to do the things I asked I would certainly be killed. I argued with her, of course, and it went back and forth until she confessed somet...ing. She was pregnant, and she didn’t want her child to be born a bastard.’ James swallowed his wine. ‘I was convinced by her and did nothing. I hugged her, and kissed her, and after a few days finally went home. You must understand, in those days what a man did with his wife was his business. Who was I to interfere? How I wish I had. ‘From then. She fell asleep. As she slept she could have sworn she saw something bright that almost lit up the entire wood, just like six years ago. But she was too tired to react.Hours later she opened her eyes and almost screamed. Two women were standing and looking at her. One of them was carrying a basket. A cat basket."Who are you two? I suppose you know this is private property?" Hello Diana. My word you look happy. Marriage and motherhood become you my dear!" Francine? Is it really you after all. ’”“Richard Jefferson Michael O’Hara, don’t you get it? I love you, babies are an extension of love, and I can have a baby whenever we want. I can start classes and when our babies are due, I’ll take a little break from school.”“They’d love their grandma and grandpa, along with Aunt Jenn and Uncle Jeremy. I’ve even gotten to like the name Cathleen Jennifer, she could have the nickname CJ, growing up,” my wonderful sister said.“You’d do all of that for me ... I don’t know what to say about that.. Think about your dreams, boy. How do your other dreams compare to this one? Do the people in your other dreams seem as real as Christine did in this one?" There are only two people, which do not scream or turn away from me in horror or disgust when they gaze upon my unmasked visage, one is you, Madame and the other is Christine. And, you are the only one to look upon me as a normal human in either wakefulness or in sleep. The Christine of my dreams knows me no other way than unmasked and simply.