Gabe says last night he dreamt that he and I were taking separate cars from Kansas to California and that we stopped for the night somewhere in Nevada. Gabe suddenly realized he didn't have enough money for a motel room, and asked to borrow some. I refused, saying something to the effect that I was tired of always having to give money to various organizations and people, and it was time for it all to stop. Humbled, Gabe drove back to Kansas.
If that portrait of my character was only true!
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