On the night before their twenty-fifth anniversary, Chloe dreamt that her husband Charles rode up to her on his motorcycle and presented her with a beautifully wrapped box.
Inside the box was another box.
Inside that box was another box.
And inside that was another box.
And in that box was a lovely silver ring.
In the morning, she told Charles all about the dream.
That evening, after a lovely candlelit dinner, Charles presented Chloe with a box—maybe not quite so beautifully wrapped, but it did have a bow—and, no, there was no motorcycle either.
Inside the box was another box.
Inside that box was another box.
And inside that was yet another box.
In that box was a book entitled: How to Interpret Dreams.
Yet, there’s no denying it: Unless you plan to ride exclusively around the Southern United States, you’ll face some chilly winters. And even before it...
