Richard turned to Hannah this morning and said, "Hannah you look just like Janey." I asked who Janey is. Richard replied, "Janey is my friend in my dreams. She is in my head. She doesn't really come, but is just in my dreams." Then he said, "let me tell you one of my dreams.
'Once upon a time there was a beautiful, beautiful girl name Janey. One morning she came to my house. When we lived here. It was a beautiful, beautiful morning. And there were pretty, cute flowers. And there was a nice good smell of dogs. And they had poo on their faces. The end.'"
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