Dreams

Wilhelm let’s go of my hand getting up “Where are my manners! Cassandra you must be tired from the trip and what I’ve just put to you!”

Suddenly my arms and legs were like lead, as if the adrenalin of this day was washed out of me. Leading me to a room off the hallway, a small bedroom with posters of football players on one wall. Turning to Wilhelm “Is this your old room?”

“Yes Liebchen!” Putting my bags inside “Just like it was when I left for school all those years ago

“Wilhelm where are you going to sleep?” I don’t know why I ask that, in the six months we have been ‘dating’ he’s rarely even touch me in public unless i initiate the contact. And he never has tried to insinuate himself into my bed or his in Manchester, so why did I think he would do so here in Germany.

“Cassandra I shall be sleeping on the couch in the living room, just like in Manchester!” coming out of the room, turning “Sleep well Liebchen!” Taking his leave, the last I would see until I wake him a little after four in the morning!

Changing into a nightie, settling into the twin size bed just as a knock comes to he door “Can I get you anything before going to bed?” Wilhelm’s mother looking in, shock on her face “Wilhelm?”

“Sleeping on the couch!” I inform her

“I’m surprised, I though your generation slept together these days!

“Most do!” I reply “But Wilhelm!” is all I get out before she interrupts

“I taught Wilhelm to respect fraulines!” Turning to leave “If you require anything just call out!” Leaving closing the door before I could tell her anything!

The words of Wilhelm whirling around my thoughts as I drift off to sleep. Images of Wilhelm in a black tuxedo, me in a cream color mermaid gown running from a church after our ceremony. Images of a home with a rose garden out front in a fenced yard, a dog sleeping on the front step.

Waking as a child calls out “Mommy!” Looking around confused before remembering where I was. Looking at the clock one am, rolling over drifting back off to sleep. More images of a life with Wilhelm, family trips, anniversaries, our daughter graduation and finally him and I on a front step rocking, our hair grey and faces wrinkled.

That image burns itself into my thoughts, jolting my awake just before four in the morning. Getting up, silently make my way to the living room, reaching out gently shaking Wilhelm. “Wilhelm?

“Cassandra?” coming awake slowly “Is something wrong?”

“I had dreams of our life together, it was beautiful, a home, daughter and a dog!” A confused look coming to his face as I continue “And most importantly, You and I old and grey!”

“Liebchen what are you talking about?”

As if I didn’t hear him “Wilhelm I want that dream to be a reality!”