Two dreams: first, I was back in the old house in Oakland only it was a bit different, more a combination of that house and the house in Sinking Spring. I was up on the third floor, looking out the window, but I was not myself, rather another girl. Christopher Lee, the vampire, was just outside, trying to get in at me when I broke the window and vanished into the night. Now, I was myself, outside, trying to track the girl down. She disappeared into a small brick ranch across the street. The lights were on. There were wrought iron bars across the windows. But, now, Christopher was after me, myself, and I bounded back into the house, up the staircase, unto the landing of the second floor. I wasn't quick enough to make it to the third floor. He had grabbed my feet and tripped me up. He was trying to bite me, but instead, I attempted to bite him. I was gnawing at his throat, but couldn't break through when I lapsed into the next dream.
Now, I was in a night class in a dimly lit room with an older woman and a boy from school. There were computers. The boy was showing me pictures, big, eight by tens, in an album with plastic sleeves, of his son. I said he looked like him, but he said not that he looked like his mother. "I know my family," he said. I said that blue eyes were very rare when his were black. Then, I was telling them all about Shiner. I was looking through my purse for a picture of him that I couldn't find, so pulled him up on the computer.
