That was the name of my character in this dream. Complicated story about a couple who had a baby that died, so they raised another baby as their daughter. There was a ring and some tiny silver baby shoe charms involved. It started out with me talking to Robin Williams, then pushing somebody into a body of water, but it wasn't me, and then the whole A Cavanaugh thing started with me giving a tearful explanation of my true identity. Who needs PBS? I don't need Masterpiece Theater, I have my subconscious!
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