Post by booney on Jul 13, 2008 15:16:39 GMT -5
Boone shook his head. He didn't understand any of this. "A little boy, talking backwards?" He tried to make sense of it all, but failed. There was no way that Boone was going to take Shannon to one of those crazy houses. She wasn't that kind of insane, she just had weird dreams is all. Maybe there would be some kind of medication that she could take to help her not have those dreams. Boone squeezed her hand. "I'm sorry," was all he could really say. "I-I don't know what to tell you about these dreams that you keep having, other than we can see about getting you some kind of medicine to help you not have them."
He gave a sigh. He felt bad for Shannon. Not only did she have asthma attacks, she also had those nightmares that even scared him, even though he was the one that didn't have them.
He gave a sigh. He felt bad for Shannon. Not only did she have asthma attacks, she also had those nightmares that even scared him, even though he was the one that didn't have them.