I am thankful I've been able to sleep good this past week, but now the dream returns; or should I say ...nightmare.   It is 4:00 a.m., I haven't slept much, and I'm so tired ...but I'm thirsty too, so I get up to get a drink of water. Was that a door I heard shut?  It sounded like the hallway.  I quietly open my door, and peer down the hallway ...to see Angelita carrying that huge laundry basket.   Quickly, I get my laundry.  At least, I will get a chance to talk with Angelita.  I'm most certain we can talk alone ...since it's doubtful anyone else is up at this hour. At least, I hope her dad isn't.