" So,’ I began, picking the least important-though still a vitally interesting question to start with. I was safely delivered home, and he might decide to leave at any moment. I had to keep him talking. Besides, this temporary heaven wasn't entirely complete without the sound of his voice. ‘What have you been doing, up until three days ago?’

His face turned wary in an instant.

‘Nothing exciting.’

‘Of course not,’ I mumbled.

‘Why are you making that face?’

‘Well…’ I pursed my lips, considering. ‘If you were, after all, just a dream, that's exactly the kind of thing you would say. My imagination must be used up.’

He sighed. ‘If I tell you, will you finally believe that you're not having a nightmare?’

‘Nightmare!’ I repeated scornfully. He waited for my answer. ‘Maybe,’ I said after a second of thought. ‘If you tell me.’

‘I was… hunting.’

‘Is that the best you can do?’ I criticized.

‘That doesn't prove I'm awake. "

― , Nevaeh Going in and Out