CHAPTER 10

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Sandra? I recognized that name from my dream, but how'd she know that name?

"Um, no. I'm Amy." I gave an awkward smile.

"I'm so sorry, I thought you were someone else." she began to walk away but I told her to come back; she didn't.

"It's not her!" I over heard her say to the cook as I caught up to her.

"What? Who is she then?" I hid behind the wall making sure they wouldn't see me, but also close enough to hear their conversation.

"I don't know, but it's not her!" Abby began to raise her voice. "I confronted her and she's not Sandra. She says her name is Amy."

I had to know what they meant by that. I had to know how they knew the name Sandra. I had to know why they confused me with her. It couldn't be a coincidence they called me by the name of the women in my dreams.

"What are you guys talking about? Who's Sandra?" I came from behind the wall.

I could tell they weren't expecting me, I could tell from their shocked faces.

"You're not suppose to be back here if you're not staff." the cook informed me.

"Cut the crap Jeremy." Abby shut him up.

"She's not Sandra! I don't know why you're defending her! It's clear she's not her, even though they may look alike it's no her Abby!" Jeremy, the cook, raised his voice.

Abby and Jeremy were having a stare down. Jeremy eventually looked away and apologized to me.

"I'm sorry. I shouldn't have done that. Forgive me." it didn't sound like a question but more of a command. I gave him an awkward smile and he faced Abby.

"I've been having dreams about some women named Sandra." they both looked at me.

"Did you guys know her?" they looked at each other and responded with a yes.

"She looked so much like you. When you first walked in I thought it was her. I thought she had come back." Abby confessed.

"She's been gone for a while now, a really long while." Jeremy added.

I had to tell them everything, maybe they could help me find her, or maybe they could stop the dreams I'm having.

"Every nights I have a different dream. You know when you dream and in the morning you wake up you try to remember your dream but you just can't?" They nodded in confusion.

"Where exactly are you going with this?" Jeremy questioned.

"Well, I remember all the dreams I have. As much as I try to forget them, I can't. Ever dream is screwed inside my head. There is not one dream I don't remember. I remember ever single detail about my dreams." What was I thinking telling them about this? I just met them. It's too late to go back now.

They just looked at me like I was some crazy person.

"They all involve a women named Sandra." I then remembered about Pinehearst. Maybe they know what it is. "Have any of you heard of Pinehearst?"

Jeremy's jaw almost fell to the floor when I mentioned it. Abby's eyes widened but she tried to hide them from me by looking at Jeremy.

"How do you know about Pinehearst?" Abby questioned and looked at Jeremy still with the same expression.

"I dreamt about it." I confessed.

"No one is suppose to know about that." Jeremy looked around making sure no one would hear us. "Sandra confide in us about it and hasn't told a soul except for us." Jeremy whispered coming out of the position he was in.

"I don't know what it is, but I do know that it has something to do with the women in my dream; Sandra." I looked at their faces.

I was going no where with this. It would be best if I just left.

As I began to walk away Abby grabbed my hand, "Wait," She looked at Jeremy and whispered, "Maybe she could help us find Sandra." she looked back at me, "Please stay. We can talk, have some coffee, Sandra loved the coffee we serve."

"Sure." I smiled.

Maybe they can help me. Within time I could help them find Sandra, and they might be able to stop the dreams I've been having. Maybe for some weird reason this was fate. They had confused me with a women that looked like me and maybe that's why I've been having dreams about her. Sandra and I might be linked somehow.

"Jeremy go make Amy a cup of coffee." Abby ordered Jeremy. Jeremy just gave a face, but still did as he was told. I wondered why? Jeremy looked older than Abby, "He's my brother. He has to do what I tell him to do since I'm his older sister."

We talked as we walked back into the cafe. We took a seat near the kitchen.

As Jeremy walking in with the coffee I noticed there weren't as many people as before.

"What time is it?" I asked.

"It's going to be 1:30. Why?" Jeremy looked puzzled as to why I asked.

"I have to go!" I ran out.

Abby ran after me and caught up to me. She stopped me as I opened the door to exit.

"Will you be back tomorrow? We can talk more about it."

I gave her a friendship smile and responded, "Yeah, but my lunch is only 30 minutes so we can't really talk as much."

"It's okay. A lot can be said within 30 minutes. Maybe after you get out of work you can come by and we can continue the conversation. We close at 10."

"I'll see if I can pass by."

I ran back to the offices and quickly as I could.

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