The Charismatic Charlie Wade

Deana laughed, “Where was your dream?”

Zara smiled and said: “In my dream, it seemed to be by the river where I liked to fly kites when I was a kid.”

Zara continued, “It was a strange dream, it seemed like the kind I had as a little girl, but I really didn’t mind it.”

Deana nodded: “What’s weird about this is that as the dreamer, you’re heavily invested in these kinds of violent dreams, but you feel absurd when you wake up.”

She then sighed softly, “Hey…in my life, I don’t know how many ridiculous and absurd dreams I’ve had.

I dreamt that the dead were still alive, and that my life was vastly different… ”

Zara looked at Deana and saw the regret that could never be erased on her face.

She couldn’t help asking, “Mom, do you regret marrying my dad?”

Deana was astonished, but smiled bitterly and said, “If you’d asked me when I was your age, knowing that marrying the man I did would be accompanied by a lifelong unwillingness, then no, I wouldn’t marry him.

But who I was then, and who I am are not the same person.

asks me if I regret it, I

rimmed in red, she understood the meaning

would be regrettable; because of herself and her brother, her mother had

regret was that her

said, “Mom…thank

what are you

from the corners of Zara’s eyes, and said seriously, “You are not me,

choosing your other half

men in the world: Tall and short, fat and skinny, black

things don’t matter, only finding the right one

must choose the right one

repeatedly, and said earnestly: “Mom, I

moment, the

be the guard coming

I’ll get the door.”

opening it with the expectation that it would be