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 Dreamt I was at the bottom of the hill where I'd grown up running after the school bus. The bus had a thick white stripe running across the bottom half. Mrs. Fitzpatrick opened the door. She was wearing sunglasses and cursed at me not to be late again, or she wouldn't stop. Inside, it wasn't a school bus at all, more a glamper. There was a country kitchen where two girls were working on something at the bar. One had short blonde hair.