Easter

On Easter Sunday, I went to church in the ward I grew up in. The Winstons had gotten divorced and the wife, Flora, was engaged to some man who was openly dating other women.

I went to work in the nursery after Sacrament meeting. I started setting out snacks for about 10 kids- foil wrapped chocolate eggs from my own Easter basket. But there was actually only one kid there- Peter Winston, who was about 5 and shouldn't have been there.

Katie and Annette were in the nursery with me, as well as Flora and some guy who was just like Chris only blond. And in the dream, I definitely remember thinking, "This guy is a lot like Chris."

Not-Chris guy would not believe that I'm smart, so Katie and Annette told me to show him my standardized test scores. So I went and got the score sheets from a filing cabinet in the Relief Society room, then showed him the scores.