Book3:WereMyDreamIs

satalohesofaandsippedfrss.ShethoughtofherversationwithDimitriawhileago.Hehadsaid,“YoumakeuseofthecreativityandimaginationthatisiinyouaeforyourselfyourowifulKingdom.”“Heisright”thoughtCharina.“Whydon’tItryanddoitmyself?”Sherememberedalsohiswordsaboutdreams.“HesaidthatIjustoscattersomeseedsiilesoilofmydreamsandtheywillnaturallygrowandblossomiifulflowers.Beautifulseryreflectedierwasjustasbeautifustheinalseryitself.Solongasmysoulispureandkind,itsrefleinthisuglyworldwillbejustasbeautifusmysoul.Flowerswouldpropagateandpeoplewouldbekindandgood.”Charina’sbrightandshiningeyesshohasacredlight.“Right!”shethought.“DimitribuilthisKingdomintheheavens.Whydon’tIbuildacalm,peadbrightparadiseonthismundaneworld?Solongasmyheartandsoulispure,goodandkind,whateverIseewouldbejustasbeautifundght!Thatwillbethetopiybht!Good...”CharinalookedatDimitrisleepingsosoundlyonthesofa,andthought,“Heismyspiritualmentor.FromthetimeIfirstsawhimIknewhewasnotasimplehomelessperson,butwhyhasfatebeensoharshonhimandnedhimtoalifeofdarknessasablindman?It’sreallysad...”

    CuteandcleverMaureenjumpedontoCharina’spmakingaseriesofwhininghroughhernoselikeaspoiltchildpining.Charinalookedattheclodrealizeditwaseighto’clock.”Ohsweetie,areyouhungry?Alright,alright,Iwillgiveyousomefood.Butyou’thaveanymorehumanfoodtonight.Toomuchofitisbadforyou.Youhavesomeofyourowndogfood.”Charinascoopedupabowlofdogfoodandputitbeforeheroable.Maureensitandthenagaihewhiningnoiseinprotest.Charinaknewwhathewantedandsaid,“Alright,alright,I’lddsomemilkin