I thought Jorge was asleep, but guess not. Feel like telling him but I don't. I saw them go already. He knows. Jorge sleeps like a log, but not when he's taking a nap. He says he had a bad dream.
Tell him, Aunt Donna is here.
He won't tell me his dream, but I keep on bugging him. He says Mom was little in it. Mom was next to the carrots on his plate. He almost ate her in his dream.
Tell him, Where'd you get THAT from?? What the HECK??
I'm looking and I'm looking at him. Jorge was never scared before. Now he is.
Dad took Mom to the shrink, I tell him.