3 red numbers hanging in the darkness,
Jesse sat up and put his feet on the floor.
He had been having a dream...a crazy dream.
All he could remember was a Brahma Bull in a horse trailer..
and no truck to pull it.
Anne's brother is a psychologist in Wyoming,
he believes every dream has some kind of meaning,
Jesse couldn't think of anything for this one.
He put on his wranglers in the dark and felt around for his shirt.
It was lying on the floor next to his socks.
He got dressed in silence not wanting to wake Anne.
Russ was curled up next to her sound asleep.
He carried his boots to the kitchen and sat down at the table.
As he was pulling on his left boot,
out of nowhere,
a memory as clear as day of his father came rushing in.
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