Chapter 137 Recurring Nightmares

• My father's car audio was blasting music, and I couldn't help but smile as we sang along to the radio together. We drove along the highway while we sang along to my favorite tunes. I reached out the window, letting the rushing wind give my bare arm chills as I held my new teddy bear, Woolie.
• "Are you excited about Disneyland, kiddo?" my dad questioned.
• I cocked my head to the side, beaming broadly.