"Conrad!"
He opened his eyes as sweat ran from his forehead and his eyes were wet. He stared up at the woman over him and he quickly pulled her down and hugged her tightly.
"What's wrong?" Johanna asked. "You were crying like crazy." She rubbed his back.
"You are here…" He whispered. He gently pushed her down on the bed and he looked down at her. He caressed her hair and her face. "You are here."
"Yeah," Johanna was confused.
"What's wrong?" She asked again and wiped his cheeks. "Why are you crying?" Johanna was confused and when Conrad shoved his face to her neck, he started sobbing as his arms were wrapped around her tightly. She let him be until he calmed down. With the pain that he felt, she somehow felt it too. She never saw a big man crying over a dream. But it must be traumatic.
Conrad sat up and turned his back from her.
