The two harmonicas
Yesterday (Saturday) afternoon, while my wife and I were talking amidst cleaning and working in the house, she heard the sound of a harmonica playing in my youngest stepson’s room. Here’s the thing. My youngest stepson has two harmonicas, both of which were on his bookshelf. One was in a box and on top of that was another harmonica without a box. The other fact is he was away with his brother at their father’s for the past week and for this upcoming week. He was not at home at all. I did not hear it, although at the moment I saw our dog trotting into the bedroom. We looked out the window, the neighbors next door weren’t home. So there was no accounting for the harmonica to be played at all. It only happened once.
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Last night I dreamt I was in the house at night and hearing a humming sound. I walked outside to see what it was and found people gathered at the end of our driveway looking up above our house. I looked and I saw pulsating green flashing above the house and into the nearby trees. I jumped and to my astonishment I jumped so high I was level with the roof of our house and I could see a strange round cylinder type object pulsating with green light. I became afraid. That is all I remember of my dream.
