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Authors: Michael J. Vanecek
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the forest, all without saying a word. As they ate breakfast his godparents looked at each other, concerned.
"Are you still angry about not being able to go to Brandon's?" Jonah said between bites.
"Hmm?" Steven looked up, only then realizing someone was talking to him. "What?"
"You haven't said a word all morning," Sally said.
"Oh, I'm just thinking." Steven finished off his egg sandwich. The freshly baked bread was delicious when soaked with the hot egg yolk and he licked his fingers. Then he sat there and thought for a moment. "Is it possible for dreams to be more than dreams?"
His godparents looked at each other again, not sure how to answer. Steven didn't have another nightmare last night. Nothing was broken. It seemed every time he had a nightmare something would end up broken the next morning. Jonah promptly popped a fig in his mouth, preferring to chew on that than take lead on the discussion at hand. Sally gave him a look, then shook her head.
"Honestly, Steven, I don't know." She took his hands in hers. "Did you have another nightmare?"
"No. I was just wondering, that's all." Steven was tempted to tell them about the meadow and snag, but it was awfully close to his tree house and his precious computer. Not a good idea continuing that line of thought. "I was just thinking about how similar my nightmares were to each other."
"Sometimes dreams are trying to tell us about something that is bothering you. Perhaps we could get Dr. Dougherty to help you with this?" Jonah licked his fingers clean of the sweet, sticky sap of the dried fig and grabbed up Steven's and his empty plates.
"Maybe." Steven really liked the doctor, but mostly as a friend and not a physician. "It's nothing serious though. Just something I'm curious about." He drank his freshly pressed grape juice and got up from the table. Time to get market behind him so he could more closely investigate the meadow.
Brandon stopped by the market booth again. Steven had just finished nailing down another commercial contract for his honey and the chef was leaving with a crate full of gallon jars of honey. Grinning wildly, Steven filed the contract away and stuffed the check for the honey in his bag as Brandon pulled up.
"Hey." Brandon looked over at Jonah who was occupied with his own customers. "Did it work?"
"Oh yeah, man. I'm up and online!" Steven whispered excitedly. "I have a search going right now even."
"Cool. You're a super-geek, you know that?" Brandon grinned.
Steven looked at his nails, feigning smug arrogance. "Yeah. I can't help it."
"Any luck yet?"
"I just started! I have no idea how long it'll take." Steven really hoped to have some sort of result when he went out to the tree house, but tried to be realistic about it. It could take a long time.
Brandon sat on the edge of the table and played with a block of beeswax Steven was selling. "What'll you do if you find them?"
Steven hadn't thought that far ahead. "Well. I don't know. I guess it depends on where they are." He swallowed. If they had been abducted, there was no telling where they could be. They had disappeared and not returned, and he had to believe they would have returned if they could have. "They might be in trouble."
"I hope it's not that bad, dude," Brandon said. He couldn't imagine his own parents being abducted.
"Yeah. Maybe they just forgot about me," Steven said sarcastically. He couldn't help but wonder if the worst had happened. If he was looking for ghosts. But he had to believe they were still alive. And if they were still alive, then for some reason they were prevented from coming to him.
Brandon grinned and put the wax down. "You'll find them. Everything else you do works so I know this will too."
"I guess so. It's still been a long time. Ten years, you know. A lot can happen in that time." Steven sighed, then looked at Brandon. "What are you up to?" Steven wondered why Brandon had come over.
"Oh, we're going back to Seattle for a few days. Parents have a
"Are you still angry about not being able to go to Brandon's?" Jonah said between bites.
"Hmm?" Steven looked up, only then realizing someone was talking to him. "What?"
"You haven't said a word all morning," Sally said.
"Oh, I'm just thinking." Steven finished off his egg sandwich. The freshly baked bread was delicious when soaked with the hot egg yolk and he licked his fingers. Then he sat there and thought for a moment. "Is it possible for dreams to be more than dreams?"
His godparents looked at each other again, not sure how to answer. Steven didn't have another nightmare last night. Nothing was broken. It seemed every time he had a nightmare something would end up broken the next morning. Jonah promptly popped a fig in his mouth, preferring to chew on that than take lead on the discussion at hand. Sally gave him a look, then shook her head.
"Honestly, Steven, I don't know." She took his hands in hers. "Did you have another nightmare?"
"No. I was just wondering, that's all." Steven was tempted to tell them about the meadow and snag, but it was awfully close to his tree house and his precious computer. Not a good idea continuing that line of thought. "I was just thinking about how similar my nightmares were to each other."
"Sometimes dreams are trying to tell us about something that is bothering you. Perhaps we could get Dr. Dougherty to help you with this?" Jonah licked his fingers clean of the sweet, sticky sap of the dried fig and grabbed up Steven's and his empty plates.
"Maybe." Steven really liked the doctor, but mostly as a friend and not a physician. "It's nothing serious though. Just something I'm curious about." He drank his freshly pressed grape juice and got up from the table. Time to get market behind him so he could more closely investigate the meadow.
Brandon stopped by the market booth again. Steven had just finished nailing down another commercial contract for his honey and the chef was leaving with a crate full of gallon jars of honey. Grinning wildly, Steven filed the contract away and stuffed the check for the honey in his bag as Brandon pulled up.
"Hey." Brandon looked over at Jonah who was occupied with his own customers. "Did it work?"
"Oh yeah, man. I'm up and online!" Steven whispered excitedly. "I have a search going right now even."
"Cool. You're a super-geek, you know that?" Brandon grinned.
Steven looked at his nails, feigning smug arrogance. "Yeah. I can't help it."
"Any luck yet?"
"I just started! I have no idea how long it'll take." Steven really hoped to have some sort of result when he went out to the tree house, but tried to be realistic about it. It could take a long time.
Brandon sat on the edge of the table and played with a block of beeswax Steven was selling. "What'll you do if you find them?"
Steven hadn't thought that far ahead. "Well. I don't know. I guess it depends on where they are." He swallowed. If they had been abducted, there was no telling where they could be. They had disappeared and not returned, and he had to believe they would have returned if they could have. "They might be in trouble."
"I hope it's not that bad, dude," Brandon said. He couldn't imagine his own parents being abducted.
"Yeah. Maybe they just forgot about me," Steven said sarcastically. He couldn't help but wonder if the worst had happened. If he was looking for ghosts. But he had to believe they were still alive. And if they were still alive, then for some reason they were prevented from coming to him.
Brandon grinned and put the wax down. "You'll find them. Everything else you do works so I know this will too."
"I guess so. It's still been a long time. Ten years, you know. A lot can happen in that time." Steven sighed, then looked at Brandon. "What are you up to?" Steven wondered why Brandon had come over.
"Oh, we're going back to Seattle for a few days. Parents have a
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