There was a pause and then, Mike burst out in a hysterical bout of laughter. Sarah could not relate to this reaction and demanded an explanation.
“Aaaaahhhhh!!!”
The lights flickered and then turned on once again, as a band appeared on the disco platform. The disc jockey announced the band.
“Well, I hope you’re all having a lovely evening. Ladies and gentlemen, may I introduce a new band, The Titons with their first singe, ‘Aaaaahhhhh!!!’ Everyone clapped and the band began to play. Mike took Sarah by her left hand and they quietly left for outside.
“Sarah, what’s the matter? I’ve never seen you like this before. Are you alright?” Sarah nodded.
“I…I’m not sure, Mike. Last night, I had this really strange dream. I was lying on the ground in a large field of yellow daffodils.”
“Hey, that’s cool. Go on.” Replied Mike, taking out his mirror and comb. He began to comb his hair.
“And then. as I turned to my side, I…I saw a scruffy man, bending down, picking raspberries.”
“Wow, I wish I had such an active imagination.” Sarah frowned and Mike looked at her, apologetically.
“Please go on.”
“Mike, when I caught sight of the man; it was none other than you! And not only that, when you saw me, you grew tense and began to run. I then chased after you, but you ran off.”
There was a pause and then, Mike burst out in a hysterical bout of laughter. Sarah could not relate to this reaction and demanded an explanation.
“Sarah, first of all, let me tell you that this was not a nightmare. All the symbols you saw, like daffodils and raspberries are a very good omen. Both of them foretell good fortune, luck and happiness.”
“Oh, I see. So you’re a fortune teller now, hmm?”
“Well, you could say I’ve done a bit of reading in my time. You can look it up in any dream book.”
“Alright, then what about that scruffy figure? It was you, wasn’t it?”
“Well, I can hardly blame you for mistaking me for my twin brother, Spike.”
Suddenly Sarah’s eyes widened.
”Come on, Sarah, I’m taking you in my private helicopter, to meet Spike. He’s a farmer.
“Yippee!!!
End of Part 4
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