Joy Carroll

Under the Pear Tree

I wake up from what seems to be a deep sleep, I am lying flat on my back vertically; I can feel the grass. I stare out into the sunlight, that is shining through leaves from a tree; a pear tree. I sit up and look around, I am in the middle of an open field. I then realize I do not know where I am, nor do I remember anything, I don't even remember who I am. I notice a white watch on my right wrist. The wind starts to blow and I notice my hair; It is a pretty auburn color and just above my waist. Suddenly, I hear a groan behind me; I quickly turn to see who it is. It is a guy, also lying vertically on his back in the opposite direction of me on the other side of the tree.