Page 22 of The Summons


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I didn’t want to... but I did.

He started by rubbing the backs of my hands with his thumbs, then says, “Once I was old enough, and my powers were strong enough for you not to detect, I was sent to your side. To watch over and protect you.”

As he spoke, images flashed behind my eyelids of him by my side, cheering me on when I got my driver’s license, and rigging a bingo board just so I could win the jackpot. Standing beside the minister at my wedding, scowling as I smiled at my soon-to-be husband. Then he was there at my doctor’s office when I learned that I couldn’t have a baby, holding me, with tears in his eyes as I bawled my eyes out, then again when I had to sell the house after the divorce.

Touched, I open my eyes and said, “I never—”

“Shhh, there’s more. Close your eyes.”

My eyes fluttered shut and at once I saw him there, beside me during my exams in college, directing me to the right answer. There he was, leaving flowers on my pillow when I thought it was my husband and again on my golden retriever’s grave.

I pull my hands free of his and fling myself into his arms, and sob. “You were there when I needed someone the most. You were the only one.” I leaned back and looked him in the eyes. “Were you ordered to be chained to my side by Mickle?”

“No.” He shook his head. “He never did. No one did.”

“Why did you?”

He smoothed my hair that had fallen over my eyes and said, “I fell in love with you and found that I couldn’t bear not to be near you.”

“You made me dream about you, didn’t you?” I ask, squinting my eyes. “That’s why on the plane you said we already met.”

“No, that was your powers. My powers are strong, but I can’t manipulate your thoughts.” He sighed. “Now I have to show you what the future holds, with and without your help... Close your eyes sweetheart.”

Cash cradled my head in his hand, and gently laid his thumbs on my eyes and said, “Just listen to my voice. I’m going to show you what life will be like if you agree to this first.”

“Okay.”

The word no sooner passed my lips, and I was catapulted into the future. When he said he was going to show me, I assumed it would be a photo slide or snapshots. Not like this. This was like a silent movie.

I’m standing in front of an old farmhouse with Cash at my side. At our feet sits a Golden Retriever, all of us are staring at the house.

“Come on. Take my hand,” Cash said.

“I can’t, you’re covering my eyes,” I mumble.

“You need to act out what I tell you as I show you. Understood?”

“Yeah, no. I can’t do that.” I shake my head.

“Yes, you can. Picture in your mind that you’re taking my hand. That’s it, see, you’re doing it.” He said encouragingly.

I grin, because he’s right, I am doing it. “How do you do this? How do you ‘see’ me taking your hand?”

“Because it’s already happened in that realm. Anyway, you’re asking too many questions. Remember, just listen to my voice and do as I tell you.”

“But—” I feel his finger smoosh against my lips.

“Shhh. Just watch and listen.”

As I take his hand, he leads me across the front yard and the dog trots happily in front of us. There’s a swing, big enough for two, gently swaying in the breeze hung from a huge weeping willow. A greenhouse sits in a field off to the left with wildflowers galore surrounding it.

“What is this place?” I ask.

“Our home. Now, follow me up the steps.”

I do follow him because I’m dying to know what the inside looks like. We stop on the top step, and I glance around the covered porch. I drop his hand and head straight for the porch swing that looks so inviting that I sit my butt down. Pushing on the floor with my toes, I lift my feet and sway forwards.

He laughs. “Did I tell you to sit on that?”

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