Short Story: THIS MORNINGS DREAM, by Roman Blat

This Mornings Dream
By Roman Blat

In my dream I was in Puerto Rico, and I got threatened and punked in a most casual yet deadly way by some drug Kingpin. It was unpleasant but I did not push back. I was certain, I would be shot on the spot. I calmly and sturdily acknowledged his treat and told him I will see myself out. And so I did.