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NightsWithSableCh021

Chapter5

"GreatScott,whocallsat6inthemorning?

"

"Noidea,Al.Probablynotthesameguythatcallsat2inthemorning."

Icouldhearasmallchucklecomefromtheotherline. 

"Well,then.How'sthetestgoing?

"

"Notbad.IwasabletodreamjustasdeepwithouttheMugwortlastnight."Visionsofmuchsexierhappeningscametomymind,anditwasnothingfromtherealworld.Thoselightblueeyesstillpiercedintome...

"Scott?

Didyouhearme?

"

Ishookmyselfbackintoreality."No,sorry.Whatwasthat?

"

"Itstillworked?

"

"Itdid.IwasthinkingoftakingCalciumoffthelistnext."

"Good,good.Anythinginterestinggoingon?

"

Again,theimagesofMary'slipswrappingaroundmewhilehertongueworkeditswondersplayedoutinmyover-activeimagination."Hmm...Nothingtoointeresting.Hey,haveyouevertriedthisdrugonanyoneelse?

"

Therewassomehesitationontheotherline,buteventually,Alspokeup."Afew.Why,whathappened?

"

"Nothingbad,"Iblurted."Iwasjustwonderingifanyoneelsehasbeenhavingdreamsthisdeep.Also,hasanyoneelsebecamelucidintheirdreams?

"

Anothermomentofsilence."Lucid?

!

Interesting.Yes,afewofthemhave,however,Iwouldhaveneverimaginedthatyouwouldbecomelucid."

Iwasn'tsureifIshouldhavetakenoffensetothat."Whynot?

"

"Oh,noreason.Intheworldofdreams,imaginationtendstobethesparkthatignitestheflameofmanydeepdreams.Whetheritbethatyouareanartistofpaintorofmusic,stimulationinwhatpeoplecallthe'rightbrain'tendstoincreasedreamdepthandpossiblydreamremembrance."

Inodded...Almostlikehewasinfrontofmeorsomething."Iguessitmakessense.Whataboutlucidity?

"

"Interestinglyenough,thetestsandinformationI'vebeencompilinghavefoundthatimaginationhaslittletodowithlucidity.Usually,itispeoplethatassimilatecontrolthattendtobecomelucidmoreoften.Videogamersareknowntohavemanyluciddreams.IfIhadtoguess,Iwouldguessthatthescopesyouuseinyoursurgicalpracticemighthavesomethingtodowiththat."

"Huh...Cool."Theinnerteenagerwasgettingstokedagain.

Fromthatpointforward,wediscussedmydreamsabitmore.Hewashalfwaynearcomingovertomyapartment,butIdecidedagainsthavinghimover.IhadotherplansIneededtofollowthroughwith.Instead,Iexplainedtohimwitheverydream,thoughImadesuretoskimthroughthedetailsabouttheblowjobprettyquickly.HefounditsofascinatingthatIwaslucidtwicethatheendeduphangingupandnevercallingback.BeforeIcouldevencallhimbacktoseeifhehungupinerror,Iheardaknockonmydoor.IwassurprisedandconfusedtofindthatitwasSandraatmydoor.

"Hey,Sandra,"Isaidinatonethatobviouslydrippedwithconfusion.Seeingafaceminorlysimilartominewiththesamelookbroughtsomehilaritytothesituation...atleast,inmyhead.

"Hey.DoyoumindifIcomein?

"

Isteppedbackandbeganwalkingtomychair.Sheclosedthedoorbehindherandfollowedtothechairacrossthetable.

"I'mnotheretoapologize,"shestated.

Ileanedbackinmychairandsimplystaredather. No,thatwouldbetoomuch.

"I'm...actuallyheretotalkaboutmomanddad."

"Momanddad?

What'swrongwiththem?

"

Sandragatheredherhandsonherlapandstaredatthem,takingsometimetorespond.Icouldn'ttellifshewaswonderinghowtotellmeorifsheshouldtellmeatall.

"They'regettingadivorce."

Adeafeningsilencescorchedtheairaroundus.Iwassimplymind-boggled.NeveroncehaveIseenmyparentsevendismisseachotherwithoutaheartylaugh.Granted,Ihaven'texactlybeenclosetomyfamilyfor...

"Why?

"Iasked.

Sheshrugged."Icouldn'teventellyou.BythetimeIgotoverthere,theywerealreadydiscussingwhattosplitbetweeneachother.Scott,I'veneverseenthemlikethat."

"Meneither,"Isaid,carefultoavoidtheelephantintheroom."Whenweweregrowingup,Inevercouldhaveevenimaginedthemfighting.Nowthey'resplittingup?

"

Anothermomentofsilencecameandwent.Itookthoseprecioussecondsandwentthroughallofthemomentsmydadandmomwereneareachother,justtoseeifIcouldrememberevenahintofseparation.Allofthoseflowersfortheiranniversaries,datenights,jointdiscussions...Itdidn'tevenmakesense.

"So,what'veyoubeenupto?

"ThesullenSandraasked.

Ilookedupatherwitharaisedbrow.Aslightsheencoveredhereyes,whichpushedmetoplayalongwiththesuddenchangeindirection."Me?

Meh,justthenormal...Surgeries,takingcareofthisplace,savingupforsomethinggood."Awkwardly,IfoundthatIhadlittlesayoutsideof'surgeries'.

"Hm...Surgeries?

Thenwhyareyouhere?

"

Mymouthopenedtoreleaseaquickresponse,butnonecameout.Iretreatedwithintoformulatesomethingquickly,butbythetimeIfoundadecentanswer,mysisterbegantochuckle.

"It'salright,thatMartinguyalreadytoldmeeverything.Lookslikeyoulostyourpatient."

DammitMartin,youlostthatdamnedpatient.

"That'snotthecase.I'mjusttakingabreak."

Hersmileneverleftasshepickedupherpurseandstood."Uh-huh,Ibet.Well,I'llletyouenjoyyourbreak.Takecare,okay?

"

Igotupandfollowedhertothefrontdoor.Iattemptedtosayanythingtohaveherstayandmaybespendsometimelikewedidinouryoungeryears,butallIcouldsaywas,"Gotit."Somuchforreunion.

Sheopenedthedoor,thenturnedtomejustasshewasleaving."Anddon'tforgetaboutus.Westillloveyou,evenifyou'reajerk."

Asmalljabbelowthebelt,butIbrusheditoff."Iknow.Momanddadwillneedallofusmorethanever."

"Yeah..."Shegaveanuneasynod,thenturnedtothehallway.Itwasgoingtotakeawhiletopatchupthisissue.

Astrongrumblecauseddirttoeruptuptomefromundermyfeet.Thestrainofthechainsaroundmyarmstartedtoseparatemylimbsfromthesockets.IdidmybesttopullthechainsbacktogethersoIcouldkeepthisplanettogether,butthepoweroftheplanet'sseparationwastoomuchformetohandle.

IlookeduptofindSandrainthesamesituation:

Straining,withchainstiedaroundherarmsandveinsreadytopopoutofherneck.Seeingherspurredmetopullthatmuchharder,untilIrealizedwhereIwas.

Mysightstraveleduptoexploreavastamountofstarsandmoonssurroundingus,unaffectedbythelightofthesunortheblueofthedaysky.Ilookedbackdowntocatchmysisterstaringatmewithalookofdisbelief.

"Whatthehell,Scott?

!

Don'tgiveup!

"

Ilookeddowntothegiantcrackthatsplitthegroundintwo.Aneverlastingdarknessstaredrightbackatme,waitingformetofallin.Therewasnoshiningcoretobefound,noranendtotheabyssthatstoodbelowme.Somehow,mylegsweresteadyandplantedonthegroundonbothsidesofthecrack.SandraandIwereallthatwasholdingtheplanettogether.

Then,adarkthoughtenteredmyhead. WhatifIjustletitgo?

 IreturnedmysightstoSandra,whowasstillstrainingandbreathingheavily.Shewasdoingeverythingshecouldtokeepthisworldtogether.

"Letitgo,"Iorderedloudly.

Shelookedbackupatmewithalookofcompleteshock."What?

!

Why?

!

"

"Justletitgo,"Isaidonceagain.

Doubtcloudedtheexpressiononherface.Then,shenoddedinunderstanding.Shereleasedachain,thenpulledherselftotheotherhalfoftheworldusingtheotherchain.Ifollowedheractions,andwatchedastheotherhalfoftheplanettumbledslowlytothestarsinthedistance.

"Youdidwell,"avoicesaidtomyleft.IturnedandfoundMaryapproachingme,cladinhershimmeringreddressandheels.

Onceagain,astrongsparkshookmyheadintorealization.Igainedcontrolofmysensesandwatchedherapproachme.Luciditywascomingeasierwitheverydream."It'syouagain,"Isaid.Beforeshegotinreach,Iturnedtomysisterandsawherwatchingtheotherhalfoftheworldfloataway.Sheseemedunawareoftheotherwomanclosingin.

"Itoldyouthatyoucan'tcontrolme,"shesaidinaseductivetone.Long,tonedlegsleisurelysteppedinfrontofanother,creatinganiceswivelinherhipsthatwashardtoignore.MaybeIwasbeginningtoliketheskinnymodeltypes.

"Alright,youprovedyourpointwiththeflyingmushroomducks.So,whatareyou?

"

Shestoppedafewfeetinfrontofme,herfacepaintedwiththecutestquixoticallookIhaveeverseen."What amI?

That'ssomean."

"T-that'snotwhatImeant,"Isputtered."Imean,wait...That'sexactlywhatImean.Iknowthatyou'renotreallyMary."

Thelookdisappeared,thenshenodded."Iguessyou'reright."Sheleanedforwardandwrappedherarmsaroundmyneck,makingsuretodistractmewithalightticklingtothebackofmyneck.Ishould'veknownshewouldn'tjusttalk."Well,Icanbewhateveryourmindwantsmetobe."Shethenchangedintomymother,whichinstantlyforcedmetothrowmyselfback.

"Whatthehell?

I'mprettysuremyminddoesn'twantyoutobemymother."

Hernow-biggerlipscurledupintoasmirk."Really?

Darn...Lotsofpeopleareintothat."Shethenchangedintoawomanwithlongblackcurlsrunninghalfwaydownherback.Shefilledoutthebusinessattiresheworewonderfully,withwidehipsfillingherpin-stripedskirtandalargebustpushingherblackbutton-uptoaslightstretch.Noshoesatall.Strangely,Ihadneverseenthewomenbeforemeinherlife.

"Iamaprojectionofyoursubconscious,"shesaidwhilewatchingforareaction.Herlightgreeneyesbroughtbackmemoriesfromlastnightonceagain."Or,maybeit'sunconscious.Iguessitmattersonwhichps