TITLE: Dream Things True
GENRE: YA Fantasy
I open my eyes and see the familiar, off-white ceiling of my bedroom above me. Last night’s dream is already dissolving like smoke from my mind, but even though I can barely remember it, I wish I could go back. My dreams, like most people’s, are usually random and bizarre, but a world filled with talking jellyfish and flying peanut butter sandwiches is still preferable to my own, which is about as boring and as ordinary as you could possibly imagine.
But not for long, I remind myself. In three days, my life is finally going to start.
When I stumble sleepily into the kitchen for breakfast, I am surprised to find my father already sitting at the table, reading the newspaper and munching on a bowl of bran cereal.
“What are you doing up so early?” I ask, retrieving the box of Cheerios from the cupboard.
“Got to get on the road to Wichita,” he answers, placing a tidy spoonful of bran into his mouth. “My flight leaves at noon.”
“Oh, yeah. Chicago, right?”
“Yep. Weeklong conference.”
“What’s it about?”
“Temporary Anchorage Devices and Digital Treatment.”
“Wow. Sounds exciting.”
“Well, you know me. Mr. Excitement.”
My dad is an orthodontist, and about as exciting as you would imagine an orthodontist to be. He’s a sweet guy though, and we have a pretty solid, uneventful relationship, something I think we have both come to value after years of living with the tornado of emotion that is my mother.