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closed her eyes, too. They sat in contented silence for a bit. Bumblebees hovered nearby, and birds chirped in a melody, as if announcing spring had finally arrived.
    “She wants you to go to Scotland.”
    Aileen flinched, her eyes snapping open. “What are you saying?”
    Opening her eyes, she placed her hand on Aileen’s, “I’m saying your mother wants you to go to Scotland.”
    Aileen snapped her hand away and leapt off the bench. “Sweet Bridget! How do you know this? Have you seen her?”
    “Oh, Aileen,” she sighed. “You know very well I speak to the spirits.” Holding her hand out to ward off any further questions, she continued, “And no, I have not had any communication with her prior to this morning.”
    Her mouth snapped shut. Although bundled in her fur-lined jacket and boots, the chill creeping down her spine gave Aileen tremors. Hugging her arms tightly around herself, she walked away from Gwen. Oh, how she’d begged Gwen to contact her mother after she passed, but she had received no messages. Once, she had even doubted her friend’s abilities. So why was this morning different?
    “What exactly did she say?”
    Gwen let out a sigh. “You realize it doesn’t work that way.”
    “Then explain it to me.” She waved her hands in the air.
    “I had a vision before I woke this morning. She told me your destiny is in Scotland. When I opened my eyes, I could smell her scent.”
    “Honeysuckle?” whispered a stunned Aileen.
    Gwen nodded. “Yes.”
    Tears pricked her eyes, and she glanced away. “Why would she tell you my destiny lies in Scotland? Could she not come to me?”
    “Would you have listened to her? No, I think understanding you, your dream would have been only that... a dream , and not a vision.” Gwen blew out a soft sigh.
    Aileen bit her lower lip to stop the retort. Yet, she knew in her heart, her friend was correct. Gwen had the gift of vision and sight. Her mother had chosen Gwen to deliver this message, for she realized that only from Gwen would she truly believe.
    “Would you like those tea and scones, now?”
    Aileen responded with a weak smile and a nod.
    “Good. Come in when you’re ready.” Gwen turned away to leave.
    “Thank you, Gwen.”
    “You’re welcome, my friend.”
    She watched her walk out of the garden and her mind began to swirl with questions. Why would her destiny be in Scotland? This was her home. Did her mother want her to reconcile with her father? Nevertheless, why would she say destiny ? Her parents had always told her that her destiny was forever changing, and one’s path should not be forced. She felt as if she was being pulled to a place she did not want to go.
    Yet, why was she fighting this?
    “Because I have to face my father,” she snorted.
    A sharp breeze whipped past her, and a hummingbird hovered briefly in front of her. She remained still, watching as it flitted out of sight. Then, Aileen caught the sweet scent of honeysuckle.
    “Oh Mom,” Aileen uttered, before a sob caught in her throat.
    In that moment, her decision was made. She would travel to Scotland and meet her destiny.

Chapter Five
    “The druid filled the bowl full of poppies and moonstones, so the dragon could dream sweet dreams.”
    “What a glorious sight for sore eyes,” whispered Aunt Lily. She leaned against Aileen, who had stirred awake to hear her aunt’s voice.
    “And that would be what?” she murmured. Slowly opening her eyes, she attempted to stifle a yawn. It was only a five-hour flight, but with the constant chatter of her friends, it seemed longer. Stretching her long legs out as far as she could, she glanced to see what her aunt was gazing at.
    “Home, Aileen. I’ve come back home.” Her voice carried a note of melancholy, and Aileen understood her meaning.
    Her mom and aunt had spoken numerous times of coming back to Scotland. They both had been born here, but their parents had uprooted their tiny family for Boston in order to take over the Society