"Don't you understand? How could you not know?' Molly sits down the pen on top of the blank notebook having almost forgotten she wasn't the only one within this space. Carey had fallen asleep and no one had the heart to wake him. By the muttering of his words without looking at him she knows in sleep he remained. Jack used to talk in his sleep when a child but his words were full of fear, turned to tears, and screams for his father. Molly knows she should stop listening. It was like invading someone's dream. Still it was entertaining and a curiosity washes over her.
"Molly?" She almost replies. Almost thinks she had been tricked and he had been awake almost the entire time. She quietly takes a step into the main lounge. Nope still sleep. She sits across from him. Her mind saying leave nearly making her deaf.
"Molly I need you to know how beautiful you are. How amazing. And how much I love you." She feels her eyes flood up with tears. She nearly laughs at the foolishness. It was a dream. She couldn't even be sure he was dreaming of her. It was comforting nonetheless.