An excerpt from life at Maison Munro…
Mr. Munro was talking in his sleep the other night. I have a lot on my mind at the moment and was wide awake. Like a good wife I tried to get him into a conversation because you never know what you might learn that way.
“You’ve got dust all over,” he muttered.
“What?” I frowned because I had no idea what he was talking about.
“Dust. All over,” he repeated quite emphatically.
“What sort of dust?”
“Explosive dust. You’re gonna blow up.” He promptly went back to normal sleep, leaving me dangling in suspense. Was I safe? Was I not? And why was I covered in this dangerous dust?
He couldn’t remember a thing when I quizzed him the next morning. Just my luck. A curious writer left thinking all sorts of what ifs.
Are you a dreamer? Do you or members of your family talk in their sleep? Do you have clever conversations in the middle of the night that make more sense than mine?
My dh and my oldest talk in their sleep occasionally. It is funny to listen to them.
by Kris July 24th, 2007 at 2:00 pmHave you tried having a conversation? That’s always loads of fun.
by Shelley Munro July 27th, 2007 at 10:01 pm