Publisher's Synopsis
I woke up at 6 a.m. in a cold sweat. I had dreamed about someone being in a terribe car accident. I couldn't see who it was, but the firemen had to cut someone from the car and haul another car off someone else. It was very strange; the only time I had ever dreamed about someone without seeing the faces was when I used to dream about Richard before we met. This was upsetting. When I closed my eyes, I could still see the wreckage, but no faces. I was glad Richard was still asleep. I didn't want him to see how upset I was and start asking questions. Even though it's normal for people to have bad dreams, I didn't want to have to explain this dream to him. I got out of bed, went to the bathroom to wash up, and then went to find Dr. Ralph. I hated to put a damper on his day, but he was the only one I could talk to about these dreams, other than Susan. I found him in the kitchen having early morning coffee with Daddy and Dr. Anderson. I told Dr. Ralph about the dream and how I couldn't see the people faces. "What if it's someone I know? How can I warn them if I don't know who they are? Oh Dr. Ralph! What am I going to do?"
