Author's PovAmy..an incoherent whisper that Jay couldn't stop chanting in his sleep. His dreams dwelled all about her, his memories filled with a mix of moments and tragedies. His brows furrowed in sleep reaching to a state of consciousness, he was now awake. His eyes fluttered open, reality sinks back into his veins. He was now aware of his dreams. All this time he had been dreaming, about her, imagining her back into his life, back from the dead, insanity is what he called his mind to be running on. It was just a dream, he reminded himself. His half-opened eyelids