Sabrina was staring in horror. Her mother was shrinking in front of her eyes. It was horrible to watch. She reached out to touch her, to stop it, to help. To do anything. She woke up just before her mother disappeared completely. It was always the same dream. Except sometimes, her father was there too. Both of them disappearing until they were only wisps of smoke. Snap out of it! She knew she had to be practical. People passed on. It was a part of life. She was an adult now and there was no excuse for wallowing in this stuff. Besides, she had stuff to do. Damage control from that interview last night for starters. She sighed and pushed herself out of bed.
