Joe awoke from a sleep that seemed much longer than before, with a dream that had not appeared in a long time. Several times Joe rubbed his face and neck furiously as he recalled some unusual things he had found in his subconscious.
After washing his face, Joe rushed to his parent's house to meet his father and talk about dreams related to his past. Because only HIS father knows what happened and all kinds of things related to it.
Luckily Elias was awake and was sitting leisurely in the backyard. Elias spoke to his owl, closed eyes in a silver cage in front of him.
Slowly Joe brought a wicker chair from the terrace and carried it to Elias' right side for him to use to sit with his father.
In three seconds, Elias turned his head and saw Joe's face look irritated. "You're not like yourself, son," he said, guessing instead of reading his son's mind without permission.
