Someone made a dragging metal sound along the street. The police came. I could see the red and blue lights reflecting in a shiny surface. It played like a film. A child from across the street, a girl age 6 was barefoot on our 2nd floor porch. We brought the razor wire spool inside. I woke up and asked my husband abut where he put the razor wire. He said he didn't know what I was talking about. I realized I had been dreaming.
Our painter friend Dan had 2 men in his loft trying to steal his paintings. I ran out in the hallway to call the police but had difficulty describing where I was. "The big brick mill building, on the 4th floor." Dan had a partially deaf white cat with green eyes named Aaron and he was hoping I'd adopt him.
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