Frozen Trinket FuMarried to Bound by Faith's blog: "Dreams"

This dream bother Doug when I told him about it since I was still pregante at the time.

I am laying in a room loungeing on a bed, when my eyes open. I watch Doug walk up to me, in his eyes I see a tears shinning thru his dead eyes. In his hands he is carrying a small black box with golden swirling designs on it.

My hands tremble, my head shakes in a silent plea of no. Slowly he lowers the box and inside, i see the edge of a snow white blanket and a small limp hand clutching it.

I wake up....