In 2008 I had a dream of Harley dressed in a black long sleeve shirt and a black skirt. I saw Jessie, my son who passed, standing in black robe. We were in what looked like a cottage. Jesse stayed on the enclosed porch while Harley and I were in the other part of the cottage. I remember looking at him and he smiled, but I couldn't go where he was although I wanted to.
Harley was coloring and I looked over and I saw a man with palm trees on a yellow shirt sleeping.
Then I had a dream of these dolls. These dolls looked like barbie dolls, except for one. They were all sitting on top a fireplace mantel. One in particular was bound, tied up.
I look over and someone in black was sleeping over to the right.
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