We remembered that three days after the event, Becky had approached her mother with her own memories of the incident.
Betty: It was about two days later that Becky came to me with her dream, and she—two or three days later, she told me about it.
Harold: Why did you wait so long, Becky?
Becky: Because I thought it was a dream. And then I thought, well, with dreams, something in here will get over it. It’s just a dream. But it upset me, and after three days it was upsetting me so much I had to tell Mom, ’cause it was just bothering me too much. I was scared.
Ray: Did you remember that something had happened?
Becky: I told her that I had a dream. I told my dream, and she told me that was true, that really happened…but not ...