Truth or Fiction

NGS: I dreamed you had died. I was crying a lot.
Biker Boy: How did I die?
NGS: I'm....not sure.
Biker Boy: Was it an open casket?
NGS: No. There was a picture of you on the casket. But it wasn't a picture I had seen of you before.
Biker Boy: Was I wearing glasses?
NGS: Yes, but it was a different picture from the one on the wall in your mom and dad's living room. I was in the back of the church. I was alone. Your mom was crying in front. Your sisters were there. But I was hiding from them all alone in the back.
Biker Boy: So this wasn't about me dying. It was because you were upset that they got to spend the holidays with me and you were stuck in a cornfield in Michigan.
NGS: It wasn't a cornfield!!