{"id":2982,"date":"2012-05-30T11:00:23","date_gmt":"2012-05-30T16:00:23","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.confabulatorcafe.com\/?p=2982"},"modified":"2012-05-30T11:00:23","modified_gmt":"2012-05-30T16:00:23","slug":"2982","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/www.confabulatorcafe.com\/?p=2982","title":{"rendered":"Bad Dreams (Flash Fiction)"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>\u201cMaybe it was something I ate.\u201d Claire said out loud, wiping sweat off the bridge of her nose with the sleeve of her t-shirt. Dan started at her, his head still on the pillow, his eyes foggy with sleep. \u201cI\u2019ll go spend the rest of the night on the couch.\u201d Claire said to him.<\/p>\n<p>\u201cYou don\u2019t have to do that.\u201d Dan protested in a drowsy mumble. Claire took her pillow and left the bedroom. She shut the door and stuffed her pillow against the crack at the bottom of the door frame.<\/p>\n<p>Claire made her way to the kitchen, turning on every light along the way. She opened the microwave door and the refrigerator too. Their meager light doing some small part to abate the darkness of night.<\/p>\n<p dir=\"ltr\">She turned on the radio and glanced back at the bedroom door. The pillow was still in its place blocking light and sound from reaching the sleeper within.<\/p>\n<p dir=\"ltr\">Claire used the broadside of a chef\u2019s knife to smash a couple cloves of garlic. She slipped open her cell phone and used one hand to dial a number while the other hand started the stove and pulled a skillet from the cabinet. Claire edged the phone into the crook of her neck and held it steady with her shoulder while she peeled the garlic and threw it into the hot oil of the pan.<\/p>\n<p dir=\"ltr\">It only rang once before a man answered.<\/p>\n<p dir=\"ltr\">\u201cWhat made you change your mind?\u201d He asked.<\/p>\n<p dir=\"ltr\">\u201cThese damn dreams.\u201d Claire said.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>\u201cMaybe it was something I ate.\u201d Claire said out loud, wiping sweat off the bridge of her nose with the sleeve of her t-shirt. Dan started at her, his head still on the pillow, his eyes foggy with sleep. \u201cI\u2019ll go spend the rest of the night on the couch.\u201d Claire said to him. \u201cYou [&hellip;]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":11,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[2],"tags":[222,422],"class_list":["post-2982","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-fiction","tag-cooking-and-dreams","tag-flash-fiction"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.confabulatorcafe.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/2982","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.confabulatorcafe.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.confabulatorcafe.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.confabulatorcafe.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/users\/11"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.confabulatorcafe.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcomments&post=2982"}],"version-history":[{"count":0,"href":"https:\/\/www.confabulatorcafe.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/2982\/revisions"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.confabulatorcafe.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fmedia&parent=2982"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.confabulatorcafe.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcategories&post=2982"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.confabulatorcafe.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Ftags&post=2982"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}