Having My Cake

Ali was doing something on his computer, and called out to me to come see. He called out, “Hey, Becky” which woke me up from sounding as if he was actually calling me.

A huge cake was brought in that looked like a roof of a mansion, and was eating some.

Stephanie (ex coworker) had matured, and had married a slightly older man.

I was waiting for a Bishop, wanting to ask him if I was able to go on another mission.

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