"Where did you find that one?" Zack asked.
"Find what one?" Sara replied.
"That dream? You know? That thing you are wearing." He sighed.
"This dream?" Sara said as she pulled it taut like she was stretching a sweater.
"THAT dream." Zack said as he began to massage his temples.
"Oh this old thing." She beams as she pulls the found dream taught. " I found it by the old orphanage...found it in the dumpster, didn't think it would fit but I put it on... it smelled a bit but it fits...mostly." She rubs at a stain she hopes was milk.
"It's a very nice dream, but....ummm, I thought you had parents."
"Oh I do!." she exclaims now ignoring the stain. "But with this dream my father is a king and my mother is an astronaut! That is so much cooler than insurance salesman and Product manager."
"Heh." Zack laughs. "Crazy orphans."
"Yeah." Sara laughs. "Crazy orphans."
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