My phone alarm woke me an hour later from the best dream, of which the memory still lingered in my mind. I had dreamed of a little red-haired baby girl with the most beautiful emerald green eyes. I smiled to myself, then abruptly sat up in bed waking Bradley in the process.
"Honey, we have to get up and get dressed. I need to find a pharmacy." The urgency in my voice startled Bradley as he had no clue as to what might be wrong.
"What's the matter, Anna? Are you feeling alright? Are you sick?" He put his hand to my forehead and held it there for a moment. "You don't have a fever."
"No, I'm feeling okay. I just need to pick something up at a pharmacy. Nothing life threatening, but I think very important. We don't have to bother Jenna and Victor. Let's get dressed and I'll call an uber. Sh
