"Margret." His voice was so familiar but I had only heard it in my dreams until now. He races to me taking me in his arms, squeezing me tightly. Max pulls us apart then stands between us looking as confused as I am. Max is standing in front of me so I can't really get a good look at the man.
"Move aside" I hear him say. Max takes out his gun and points it at him. "I said move." I move from behind Max who yells at me to get behind him causing the man to shout back at Max. I put my hand on Max's raised arm so that he is no longer pointing his gun at the man. It seems to calm the man down, I take a second and stare at him. He looks so much like the man in my dreams but this man seems more hardened.
"Margret."
"Why are you calling me that?" Max looks at me trying to piece together what's g
