Em and I were back here at the Villas, and mom was here with us. It was Christmas day, and mom had brought us presents. I remember thinking that we had quite a few gifts from her even though she couldn't spend a lot of money. Instead of opening them up inside, though, we went just outside our front door into the breeze way, and we sat around our welcome mat. I believe we had presents for mom, too, but I don't actually remember giving them to her.
Em and I were sitting facing the door, and mom was sitting in front of the door facing us. Em and I opened some of our presents at the same time. One of the first things we got was a set of index cards. I was a little disappointed at first, but Em and mom were talking about the cards (which Em also got). I turned out that with the right tool, they played music, and mom had made them. She showed us that if we touched the letters that were on the card (I don't remember what was written) that we would notice that they were raised. Sure enough, I touched them, and they were, somewhat like the ink on business cards. I also realized that each letter was made out of smaller letters. Mom said that to play them, all we needed was a comb.
I went off looking for a comb, but evidently Em found it first, and she started sliding it down the card slowly, and it was almost like listening to a small radio. She was playing a tune of one of her favorite songs (I don't remember which). Then I believe she tried it out on one of mine and I remember that it played a Gary Numan song. (perhaps "Are Friends Electric?", since that's what's stuck in my head right now while I'm writing this)
Then there was a bigger package under what looked like some more stacks of musical cards. I saw some lights in the paper lighting up, and I believe it was making some beeping noises. I knew that this was supposed to be some toy or game that I had as a kid, and mom had wrapped it up and given it to me again as a kind of "look what I found!" gift.
I guess we weren't fast enough with opening our gifts because after a short time, Mom had to go. She got up, and said something about having to go do dinner somewhere with someone else in our family. (evidently they lived close by) So we gave her hugs and thanked her and saw her off.
The next thing I know, I'm up in the parking lot, and it's night time/early morning, but it's smaller like the parking lot belongs to a house, and Mike (former step-father) is out there, and there's a couple of different vehicles that evidently belong to him. There was something like a jeep, one that was like some sort of souped up station wagon (like that new Dodge Magnum) and something else, maybe like a minivan. I think I needed to go to school, and he was doing something with the vehicles, and so I was getting a bit antsy because I was going to be late.
Finally he had me to take the station wagon thing. It was raining out, and so I was being careful on the road. I remember getting onto a highway (it was supposed to be something like 183?) that had lots of businesses on either side of it. I only remember driving for a short bit before the dream ended.
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