3AM - The Witching Hour

... I loaded our luggages into the van. It was black, "Very unusual van", so I thought. I got myself to the driver side, "Have I seen this van before?". Inside was very luxurious, plush cream leather. There were already 2 other people inside!. On the passenger side, there was my brother! I had not seen him for a long while.

He was yelling, upsetting at something. He waved his hands around and started hitting and banging on the dashboard. I told him that I was not driving with him like this. "Step outside and talk", I demanded. We confronted each other outside the van. He pushed and shoved me around. I pulled him in and hugged. He froze.

"Whatever you do, don't touch my butt", I said. 

We bursted out laughing. The laughter was still echoing in my ears when I opened my eyes -- 3AM!