“I’m here, Meadows. I’ve got you. I’m not letting you go. I won’t let the dream get you while I have you.” I open my mouth to argue that his presence won’t be enough to chase it away, but I opt against it, and then by some miracle when I do fall back asleep to him humming in my ear, the dream doesn’t return. I think Ansel Caron might be my knight in shining armor. I’m sorry, Lachlan.
