Flight to Freedom (Flight Trilogy, Book 3) Read Online Free PDF

is…was…deaf.”
    It seems so real that we had a fifteen - year - old deaf son named David . Why ?
    “Well, you definitely dreamed it.”
    “Keri, it’s hard to explain…I don’t even know if I understand what’s going on. All I know is that in my dream, I knew if we went to the condo, we would be overcome with passion for each other, and would regret it for the rest of our lives. It was as if it had already happened in some other life.”
    “Regret what?”
    “That you would get pregnant with David. That is why I believed we had a fifteen-year-old son...we were in New York fifteen years ago. The timing would have been perfect.”
    “That would have been a mess.”
    “No joke.”
    “Well, I’m proud of you.” She patted his hand. “You could have done anything without consequences, but you did the right thing. That shows you are a man of character, even when you are dreaming.”
    “If you say so,” he said, still confused.
    It did make sense that if they didn’t go to the condo, Keri would not have gotten pregnant. Therefore, the fifteen-year-old version of David would have never been born. He began to settle into the idea that his other life, regardless of how real it seemed to him, was nothing more than a dream within a dream.
    “So other than the rendezvous at the condo,” Keri said, “is there anything else you dreamed we did, or didn’t do, I should know about?”
    He laughed. “No, everything in the dream I believed to have happened after that day in New York, has happened. Emily left me. You married Rex. You caught him cheating and y’all divorced. Then we got married and lived happily ever after. That is the way it goes, doesn’t it?”
    Keri leaned over and kissed him. “Yes. And the frog turned into a prince.” They both laughed. “Let’s hope you don’t have any more nightmares like that.”
    He said, “Do you think the perfume had anything to do with my crazy dream?”
    “What perfume?”
    “The perfume that gave me the allergic reaction.”
    “You didn’t say anything about any perfume in your dream. Plus, I don’t think you can smell inside your dreams.”
    Why doesn’t she remember the allergic reaction ?
    “Don’t you remember? When I came back from Starbucks I was sneezing. I went to the bedroom and took a nap.”
    “Maybe in your dream. You just slept late, and I woke you up so you wouldn’t miss our traditional Saturday morning breakfast.”
    That’s strange . She really doesn’t remember . Maybe I’m still confused .
    “Well…maybe it was in my dream, but what if there was an imaginary perfume that did have magical powers that would allow a person to travel back in time and change things in their past?”
    “Okay…so just for fun, let’s assume you jump in your time machine and gas it up with perfume. Where would be your first stop?”
    “That’s a no-brainer. First, I would travel back to a time before I ever met Emily Anderson, and I would have never married her. Then I would find you and marry you before Rex had a chance to meet you. From there, I would search for every mistake I had ever made and fix them all.”
    “That sounds nice.” She kissed him again. “While you work on fixing our past, I’ll fix us breakfast.”
    From her playful banter, he could tell she had no recollection of his allergic attack. “Sounds good. I’ll take a quick shower.”
    “You have fifteen minutes,” she said.
    “No problem.”
    While showering, he searched for details of any memory of some other life—imagined or dreamed. Every detail in his dream was vivid and clear. His memory of the events that occurred at the condo in New York was as real as the skin on his body. The concerns he had as a father raising a deaf child could not have been imagined. As hard as he tried, it was impossible to accept that it was simply a dream within a dream. But could he have actually lived another life?
    That’s preposterous .
    Then how could he explain being completely awake,