"Jericho, I had the weirdest dream last night. I dreamt that you and I had gone through this time portal and into the future. Do you think that Goby had anything to do with it?"
I could imagine our son doing something like that, just to test his newfound ability to influence dreams. It had been the most realistic dream. If it had been Goby, he was already an artist at creating dreams.
"Sammy, you might want to check your pockets first," was the mysterious response from Jericho.
I started to checked my pockets and realised that I had on the same black outfit that I'd acquired during the dream. Wait, what?
