Dispatch #8

Another Anniversary

It has been a year now since I lost Sharman. I dreamed about her last night, though in the dream, it was last week. “We’re announcing certified cities tomorrow,” I told her. “Do you want to see what we’ve done?” She said she’d be back in a minute. Too much time passed, so I went to look for her, and I found her crying. I hugged her, and she said, “You can go if you want.” And I replied, “I don’t want to.” So we held each other as she cried. More time passed, and we were somewhere else in the dream when she said, “You’re doing a good job.” And then she was gone.