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“What’s that?”

“That was a wonderful story,” I said. Role Models

The room was dark. The house was silent. My wife was breathing softly beside me. And I lay there, listening to the sound of her breath, and I thought about the dream. I thought about the field of wildflowers, and the sun, and the woman with her hand outstretched. And I knew that I would never see her again. I knew that she was gone, that she had never been there at all, that she was just a story I had told myself in the dark. And I knew that this was the truth. This was the only truth there was. “What’s that