I'm apparently in Hawaii, in an apartment several floors up. The sun is setting on the horizon, and I tell Amber we're going to go down to the beach, which appears to be about 3 or 4 blocks away.

But I'm concerned about the schedule; we didn't go home when we were supposed to. Something was rescheduled, but it seems we had a couple days before our flight, and what besides the flight would have been rescheduled? I have to ask mom. I go looking for her, down a hallway that is like the hallway in our previous house on Pioneer. Mom's room is down at the end on the left, which used to be Amber's room. There is a bed in the far corner, but it appears to empty.

"Mom", I call out, thinking she isn't there, but she in in the bed, just all covered up, and my calling awakens her. I apologize, saying I didn't realize she was there and asleep.