Eight
Dreams. That was what the conversation was all about. Bettina talked about her own dreams and how they reflected reality and sometimes predicted it. She gave her best example. Or rather, her clearest example.
“One time,” Bettina said, feeling as if she was telling a fairy tale, “I dreamed that I had a big family that demanded everything from me. They invaded my whole life and turned into bees, swarming around me. I thought I was the queen bee and I tried to fly, but couldn’t do anything. Then I thought, ‘What if I feed them?’ So I fed the bees. The table outside was full of cake and pastries and fruits and the bees buzzed around the table until they found chairs and then they became the family again. I sat at the head of the table.”
“Yes?” asked Zelda.
“That was the dream. What h
