ON THE WAY BACK FROM THE DOCTORโS OFFICE, MY mom
asked me if Iโd written back to Dante. โNot yet.โ
โI think you should write to him.โ
โMom, Iโm your son, not a suggestion box.โ She shot me a look.
โKeep your eyes on the road,โ I said.
When I got back home, I took out my journal and this is what I wrote:
If dreams donโt come from nowhere, then what does it mean that I ran over Dante in my dream? What does it mean that I had that dream again? Both times I was staring at Ileana when I ran over Dante. Okay, this is not good.
The air is leaking out.
I donโt want to think about this.
I can either think about the dreams I have about my brother or I can think about the dreams I have about Dante.
Those are my choices?
I think I should get a life.