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Sydney woke up with a start. She'd been dreaming. A bad dream about Arne choking her mother. Although she hadn't witnessed it when it happened, her dream had been quite vivid. The clock read four fifteen. She'd slept for three hours. She got up and went into the en suite, shaking off the dream. She washed her face. Running a brush through her hair, she noted that her headache had lessened. It felt good to move her head without extreme pain. That's a plus. She left her bedroom to see what the rest of the household was up to.
She popped her head into her Nan's room. She was sleeping with a book laying in her lap. Chelsea was laying beside her fast asleep. She watched them for a few minutes. I can't believe this is real. Voices and laughter could be heard from the kitchen area. Curious,
