"Bleep... Bleep... Bleep" 7:00 A.M. was on the screen of the Timex alarm clock in green florescent digital numbers and letters. Both Henry and Anne were awaken by the dream breaking noise. Henry had been dreaming about himself flying through the sky, swooping by heads of buildings. He had had wings sprouting out of his bear back. They were large angelic wings with glowing white feathers. Wings like the ones that were on the pictures posted to the bulletin board in the front of the church that Henry had gone to as a child. Henry could see people down on the ground in the streets and on the sidewalks. Most people commuting in cars had stopped to look at the heavenly man in the sky. Henry had landed on the porch of a hotel room and looked at his reflection in the sliding glass door. He began crying at the sight of the wings that were truely beautiful, beautiful on a whole nother plane of exsistance. The alarm had gone off as he was turning around and starring into the sun. The face of a woman that resembled Anne stared back. But he was pulled away from this glorious dream to the real world at this point.

Anne too had been having a dream. She was at her home in the subburbs of Dogan. The home was decorated with brown, biege, and black furnature and fabric. Anne was sitting in an old wicker chair in front of a fireplace with burning logs inside. A quilt with brown doxens was on her lap. She was talking with her father, who was sitting on a black and grey stripped couch, about her beloved Henry. She asked her father if she should stay with Henry even though he wasn't Christian. He wouldn't speak, just stare at her with his blank greenish eyes. She kept asking him and was becoming aggitated. She got up and walked around the small homely room. And then the alarm went off as Anne's father began to speak. She heard him say to stay with him because he would need her help. She was waking out of the dream but was forcing herself to end the dream first. She said to her father, "But he isn't Christian."

"In time." And the dream was lost from her mental grip.

Henry was swating at the alarm clock that he couldn't seem to find it without opening his eyes. He layed faced down in the pillows trying to keep out the world. The alarm clock kept bleeping and Anne asked Henry to turn off the stupid thing. He turned his head up and opened his eyes. When he looked at the clock he stared, stunned with confusion. The alarm had HELL on the screen. Henry layed still for a couple of seconds and finally closed his eyes. When he reopened his eyes the alarm no longer read HELL but 6:01 A.M. His hand connected with the snooze button and stopped the electronic voice that was screaming "get up! get up! get up!"

Anne was in the kitchen when Henry came out of the bathroom. Anne was in her usually work clothes: black skirt, navy blue blouse, and a matching scarf that had her hair pulled back in a pony tail. Henry always felt that the scarf has always made her look even more lovely.

Anne was pouring milk into a bowl of Kellogs Corn Flakes. She had set a bowl for Henry also, this was a meal that they both agreed was an important one. Anne sat at the table in the small dinning room. She called back for Henry telling him that his bowl of cereal was ready. "I'm coming Anne, just a sec."

Henry pulled up his black work pants and zipped up, grabbed a undershirt out of his dresser and pulled it over his head. He got a pair of socks out of the top draw of the dresser. On top of Anne's dresser was a picture of him and Anne sitting at the front fountain of the park down on Biddulph Street. The picture had been taking by one of Henry and Anne's friends, Tommy. Henry, Anne, Tommy and his girlfriend Marcy had gone to the park that day for a picnic. Henry and Anne had supplied the food, ham sandwiches, Lay's potato chips, sweet tea, and green apples. Tommy and Marcy had supplied the quilt and radio.

Henry and Anne had just had the picture taken when Anne stood up, lost balance and almost fallen into the foutain. Henry caught her and took her place by falling in instead of her. Anne laughed hestaricly with her hands up to her mouth. Henry got up off his back and got out of the water. He started spinning around and some of the water flew out of his clothes. Anne got a little wet and she made a little girl gasping sound. Henry walked up to her and hugged her, getting her front wet. Anne screemed with joy for Henry to stop. He gave her a big wet kiss on her left cheek and let go of her.

They had a lot of fun that day. Henry knew he truly loved her after the end of the day.

Once in the dinning room Henry kissed Anne on the back of her head. Her hair was clean after just showering and smelled like the peach scented shampoo she uses. Henry pulled out a chair from under the table and sat down, poured milk into his bowl of cereal and looked up at Anne. "So did you sleep good last night?"

"Alright. You?" She was looking at Henry with a smile. She was glad that in the dream she had, her father told her to stay with Henry. She never believed her dreams, but she wanted to believe in this one.

"Pretty good. That's because you were beside me." He winked his right eye at her. She reached her hand over to his and put it in his hand. She winked back at Henry. Henry looked over at the clock on the wall and saw that it was ten to seven. "Oh, we better hurry, we're running a little late to day."

The two of them finished their cereal and finished getting ready quickly, Henry put on a dress shirt and black suit jacket, gargurled some scope and dashed to the door where Anne was waiting.

They lived on the second floor of the apartment building. The bus stop is right outside the front door, so it didn't take to long to get the bus stop. They sat on the bench for about three minutes. Henry had his arm around Anne shoulders and she had her head resting on his shoulder.

The town bus pulled up at it's regular time. The bus was standard white with blue horizontal stripes. Henry had always ridden the bus to where ever he was going. He had never actually owned a car or driven that much before he moved away from his home in Revalat. The fair for this bus was seventy-five cents per ride. He felt it was cheaper to ride the bus then to buy a car.

Henry and Anne stood up and walked to the open door and Henry let Anne step in first. Ray Hughs, the bus driver said "Hi" and they said "Hi" back. Ray was a skinny blackman that was thirty to thirty-five by what Henry had determined. Ray's a nice guy, with a lot of stories to tell, but, at times he did get a bit loquatous. Infact Henry felt that Ray talked way to much most the time.

The two sat down in the sixth seat back on the left row. In the third seat on the same row was Sally, no last name, just Sally. She's an old women with very thin white hair. She, like Henry and Anne, was always on the bus in the same seat. She wasn't very talkative. The reason Henry and Anne even knew her name was because of one day when Sally dropped her purse on the floor. The bus had hit a bump in the road and her purse flew out of her hands. The small, pink purse flew into the aisle and slide back towards the back of the bus. Henry reached out and stopped the purse. He picked up the purse and walked it to the old women. He told her his name and asked her her name. Sally talked to them one other time, but that wasn't a long conversation.

They meet other people from time to time on the bus. Once a woman running from her husband. Another tring to find her husband. A young boy running away from home once conversed with them. Many people rode the bus like Henry and Anne and had their stories to tell. And Henry would have never heard them if it weren't for Anne. Anne made him feel confident in speaking with others. Her presence made him feel overall happier.

The bus's path for the two was a some what short one. The bus went down Harrison Street past the Blockbuster that Henry rented movies every once in a while at. At the stop light the bus took a left and drove down Greoge Bush Avenue, on the left side of the street was a book store that they both went to a lot, The Little Book Store was it's name. When the bus reached the next stop light it took a right and passed the bank, goodwill, the two story McDonald's and the second bus stop that the bus path passed. After turning another left onto 29th Terrace the big buildings emmerge and downtown Dogan became apparent. The offices that Henry and Anne worked at were across from one another. On the corner of 29th Terrace and Pine Island Road was the First Union building and to it's right was Henry's destination, the Branch's Offices. Across the street stood the four story Earthling Publisher's Headquaters, Anne's destination.

The bus stopped at the thrid and final stop for them. The door opened to a bench in front of the First Union building. Henry and Anne got up and left. Ray said bye to the two and the two like wise to Ray.

Henry kissed Anne and told her, "Have a nice day Angel."

"You too. See you at lunch." She liked the new pet name that Henry was using for her now. It made her feel even more loved by him.