Dream Love
“So, I’ll stay out of alleys.”
“Honey,” he said as he sat on the edge of the bed. “Even though I don’t like that son-of-a-bitch, Marc, and his side kick, Sally, they spoke the truth. You were attacked by creatures from the inner world. They may look like feral dogs in the night to the novice eye, but they are highly intelligent, communal creatures with a mission.”
“Which is?” I asked.
“To kill you, for one,” he said, bluntly.