Tomorrow

"Tomorrow morning, when you wake up, I want you to hear my voice in your head. You will hear me say "Be a Good Sister, Becca' twice, clearly, in your mind. Can you do that for me?"

"I can."

"Good. Alright, Becca. Thank you for listening."

She slowly opened her eyes and looked around. "I musta fallen asleep. TV is so boring live," she said. "OK. I'm gonna turn in."

With that, she went about her evening, getting clothes out of her suitcase and heading to the bathroom to get ready for sleep. I watched TV for a while then got ready myself... almost unable to sleep with fantasies of what might happen tomorrow. I had just began to feel a pang of guilt for not having called Misty at all today when I finally fell asleep.