Last night I dreamt about Billy again. We were outside in a field sitting on the grass in front of one of those huge red and white fair-tents. He was sitting with his legs open and I was sitting inside them, with my back to him. We kept hugging and giggling, and I turned my head up, looked up to the blue sky and felt myself smile. Well, the odd thing was that I think he was wearing a Santa outfit at the time...