August 4th, 2002

Dream From Sorgeto

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A call in the middle of the night. I struggle to rise out of unconsciousness. It is Vittoria, but I can’t quite understand what she is saying.
“Do you miss me?” she says.
“Did I wake you?”
“I’m sorry.”
“It’s all right.”
“So do you miss me?”
“I try not to,” I reply.
“But admit it. You miss me.”
I hear a rushing noise in the background. “Where are you calling from?”
“Sorgeto. The place where the boiling water comes out of the rocks on the shore. I told you about it, remember?”
“Yes. The fumerole.”
“I want to tell you about the dream I had while I was napping just a few minutes ago.”
“Oh, no. Not another dream.”
“Yes. It was verrrrry strange. Do you want to hear it”
“Did I die in it?”
“No! Don’t say that.”
“All right, then. Tell me.”
“I’m in a hospital, in a bright white room after surgery. A blonde woman named Veronica Lake comes into the room.”
“The movie actress?”
“I never heard of any actress by that name. Anyway, Veronica tells me: ‘You must continue The Tradition.’ And it makes me happy.”
“Veronica Lake was a movie actress in the 40s and 50s.”
“She was?”
“Yes. And she told you what?”
“That I must continue The Tradition.”
“Yes. So what do you think it means?”
“Don’t ask me. Only you can know what your dreams mean.”
“Come on. You’re the writer.”
“I’ll have to think about it for a while.”
“All right. Now tell me,” she says. “Do you…”



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A rare aside from the author:

OK, class, any interpretations of Vittoria's dream?