Who Are You?

The car gave her pause.  “Did you steal it?”  She asked, chewing on the side of her left thumb.  “And nothing other than some strange dreams of emerald seas filled with floating bodies.”  She sounded a little sarcastic but truthful.  She had been alone in a boat on the water and the moon was casting a green light.  Among the waves, just below the surface were dead bodies.

"What did you dream of?"  He asked for clarification.

"What does this have to do with anything?"  She asked, finally settling into the car.

"What did you dream of?" He said again, more urgent than before.

"Fine, I had dreams of a man who said he was my father.  I also had a dream