I dreamed that Stan and I were at the court house. We were on the ground floor, renewing licenses or paying taxes, I'm not sure really what we were doing. We could see outside though, and he was holding Mallory. I don't know where the other kids were, but the clerk was busy and said she'd be with us soon.
The Sheriff was behind us, watching a couple outside. They were bickering. At first they looked very old, but while I watched through the window, I could tell that neither one of them was older than 30. They were thin and gaunt and had hard lines around weathered, weary faces. Time and circumstance caused them to appear older, much older than they actually were. I glanced back at the sheriff and he was watching them intently, as if he knew they were going to do something illegal. The clerk too seemed edgy and reluctant to wait on us until the couple had gone from our view.
In a few minutes, the clerk shouted for the sheriff to get a warrent, that 'he's hurting her'.. I followed her eyes and sure enough the guy had walked across the street with the woman and now had her down on the ground. He was astradle her, choking her and soon she was limp. The guy got up and started to run but the sheriff was on him in an instant, bringing him to his knees, and then finally cuffing his hands behind his back.
As we watched from the window, the sheriff walked to the woman who was lying still on the ground, and he called back to the clerk, that she was dead. My heart sank, I knew Mallory had her little eyes feasted on the whole affair, and even as I was thinking that Mallory was seeing this, my eyes watched as the woman started to move. I wanted to call out to the sheriff that she wasn't dead that she was getting up, for him to look, but I couldn't find my voice.
I watched as the woman pulled a gun out of the front of her pants and aimed at the Sheriff. He turned back to her just in time to take the bullet right between his eyes. Blood gushed and yes, this dream was in color, he crumpled to the ground, dying instantly. As he fell I reached for Mallory to force her to turn away from seeing that. She'd already seen, and was instantly questioning me.. Mammy why did that woman make that man bleed? Ugh. What a horrible dream.
Posted by juel at October 5, 2004 07:33 AM