Book3:WereMyDreamIs

llmissedstnight.Therearelotsofthingstodoafteryou.”Thebeautiestookheradvidalltroopedupstairstotheirroomstocatchalittlemoresleep;butLotusandNataliestayedinthelivingroomtalkingquietly,toowiredupbythem’seventstobeabletosleep.Theskiesbrightenedandthemsunpeekedouti.SoonAngelicaarrivedandjoihem.Lotustookherouttothegardentooverseeanddirecttheworkofcuttingandsttheflowers.

    Oothegarden,NatalietoldDornathesedpartoftheeventssofarsoDornawasatstabletogettheeure.

    “Asyoujustsaid,”tialie“everythinghadgoneverywelndeveryoneshouldbehappy.ButthefactthatAmalia’sAlzheimer’sdiseasehasworsenedandsheseemstobegoingswiftlydownhill,haveputadamperoneveryone’sspirits.It’shardtoimagithefuturewillhold…”

    “Don’t