Week 13 Story: The Next Morning
The Morning After And it was on the next morning when Owen O'Mulready waited for his master to pass by so he might report back to him about his dream. James Taafe was not long. In fact, he was earlier than usual. "What have you to report?" James asked for he was very curious to hear how Owen's first dream had gone. "What haven't I to report?" Owen said. "I thought I was halfway to America when I awoke climbing halfway up my chimney covered in soot! There was a rogue of a crane and some strange-looking sailors and, by God!, even the plants talked." Owen shook his head. "I shan't be envious of people who dream anymore." "It does sound like a harrowing adventure," James said. "You're sure you've no desire to dream anymore?" "None whatsoever!" James nodded and started on his way when Owen stopped him. "What is it you need Owen O'Mulready?" "Was it no