It is well after midnight. My ex-wife has come over with our Boston terrier, Otis. We are lying in the bed after making love.
"Have you missed me?" she asks.
"I've missed you more than anything," I reply as I brush the hair out of her face.
Otis and Maggie are in the den. You can hear them play fighting loudly.
"I got promoted at work," my ex-wife tells me. "I am now head librarian."
"Being a librarian was always your calling," I reply. "You still read a book every few days?"
"You should see my house," she replies. "You almost can't walk there are so many books. I've started selling them on E-Bay. I've actually made a few hundred dollars."
"Do you regret us getting a divorce?" I then ask wistfully.
"I don't know," Rachel says as she sits on the edge of my bed as she puts back on her bra. "I miss you, but I don't miss your drinking and crazy ways."
"It was pretty bad, wasn't it?" I say.
"If you were only like you are now then we would still be married," she replies as she gets up to put the rest of her clothes on.
"Well, I need to head home," she says. "I have to be at work early in the morning. I love you."
"I love you too, doll," I say as I walk her into the den as she puts Otis back on his leash to leave. "Tomorrow night?"
"I'll see you tomorrow night," Rachel replies. "Let's go up to Newnan and eat at our favorite Chinese restaurant."
I suddenly wake up, breathing heavily. It was one of the most realistic and vibrant dreams I have had in years. I can still remember how Rachel's skin felt as we lay unclothed in the bed and the smell of her hair. I sit on the edge of my bed as I light a cigarillo trying to decide if what I just experienced was a good dream or a nightmare. I do know it made me miss my ex-wife deeply. I will never be able to get back to sleep now. It is time for coffee and breakfast as I put these vivid memories behind me.