Where the Mind Wanders

 I sat down again to think. I remembered a piccolo, music that made me want to dance and sing, falling asleep - and then a dream. The dream was quite out of the ordinary. If Bobby hadn't left me on my own, I would have asked him if this was one of his 'Big Dreams.' He would have given me a knowing look and all but confirmed it with these words, 'You'll know if you've had a Big Dream, Avie. They're...