An Affair

I am now living alone with my son in this highrise loft apartment. The neighboring buildings had just caught fire near the top but firemen were able to extinguish the fires before they did any damage. I remember standing on my balcony, watching the flames and seeing all the people huddled together in their windows, watching as well while panicking because they were still in their burning buildings.

My son was still a small baby or perhaps I had a new son. I keep thinking my 18 month old was away with my Mom, so I must have had another child. This small life is so precious and I am loving being a mother to him. I put him down to sleep and watch him for a few minutes before leaving the room.

Out of the blue, someone I thought I'd never speak to again showed up at my door. Had he given up on his relationship to come see me? No, I think he still wanted to maintain that. He just fell prey to his own weaknesses again. We begin to make love and continue to do so for the entire night. I remember wondering why I was doing this and trying to convince him he should go home, but he wouldn't listen. Morning came and my husband came walking through the door. I wasn't freaked out or anything and he wasn't bothered by what was going on. It was odd, but he was actually being friendly to this guy.

My husband had a small package in his hand and he handed it to me. As I opened it, a pile of photos fell onto the table. Some were of me with hateful words written everywhere, and some of this guy's spouse depicting the fun moments they had together. At this time, the thought strikes me that she's carrying his baby. I feel a wave of guilt and try harder to convince him he should go home.

He attempts to leave but it seems that no matter how hard he tries, something gets in the way of his leaving. Suddenly we're in this workout gym type area and it's obviously at my new workplace. I must have gotten that new job I am to interview for! Well, his Mother arrives and is so friendly to me that it makes me incredibly nervous. Shortly after, "she" arrives as well. We try to be cordial to each other and even form some sort of odd friendship. We're just trying to get through the day because for some reason, we have to. But, alas, another dream ended over a beeping alarm clock.

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