“Mom, I’ve come to knock your door twice this morning. Granny told me this time to knock it harder. She wants you to buy food for tonight.” The little boy squeezed Mei’s cheeks, adding, “Now they’re all gone. How could you sleep like a log?”
“Oh, I just had a sweet dream.”
“What did you dream?”
“I can’t remember.”
“How come it was sweet if you can’t even remember?”
“Well, it was a half-remembered dream.”
“Tell me. Tell me.”
