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Then, really astonished, I see some packages that simply were not there a moment earlier. I open them though they might possibly have been opened earlier by someone else. I am absolutely delighted with their contents. One held several pair of lovely pastel stockings, the kind you would ordinarily wear with high heels, slim and well-proportioned; they were wrapped together not in a box, with baubles of some kind. The other package I’ve forgotten. Then again I realize this is a dream and am determined to take my packages back with me, will not let them go. I stuff the things back into the large bags and hold them tight to my chest, hearing the paper crinkle, and once I almost think I will make it and bring them back. Instead I waken, and they are gone. I feel like crying.