Tic, tic, tic, tic... Dorothy heard the clock move and continue to move. Suddenly she heard a still small voice.
"Dorothy," and all of a sudden Dorothy's aunt Farah apeared to her. She was bathed in light.
"Yeah I know I ain't no important angel but I wanted to be the one to tell you the news?"
"What news," the 16 year old asked confused as to what her aunt was talking about and why her dead aunt was sitting by her bedside.
"You are going to have a baby girl"
"A baby g- I'm not even pregnant," Dorothy said, "I can't be pregn-"
"Dorothy this is not any child. Katherine will be a child to achieve greatness with the spirit of her Heavenly Father and the heart of a gentle dove"
"Just a minute," Dorothy said, "Are you telling me that my baby is the Daughter of Promise? This HAS to be a dream. I'm nothing. I'm nobody"
"DON'T YOU SAY THAT ABOUT YOURSELF DOROTHY PATRILLO. You are my niece and you are not nothing or nobody. You are my pride and joy and I don't ever want you to say that about yourself again. Is that clear?"
"Yes aunt Farah," Dorothy said.
"Good. Now I'm going to pop into your mother's dream and prepare her and your father's dream to prepare him."
Disclaimer: Aunt Farrah is the only thing I own so far. I do not own the Golden Girls and this is not I repeat nota factual story but a FICTION story.