question. Shilah walked into the room, and dropped a kiss onto Nell’s head as she caressed Annie’s hair.
“Look at both my girls, you’re both so sad, and it’s because of my grandson. He’s been visiting you Annie, and Nell and I can see it’s eating you up inside. He needs to come back for real, or he needs to leave you alone.” Confused, she looked at the woman she thought of as her own flesh and blood grandmother.
“Shilah, I’m having vivid dreams that prevent me from sleeping. That’s all.”
“Seth is dream walking.” The words were said with such conviction, but they didn’t make any sense. Grandmother must have seen her confusion. “Dream walking is when someone with gifts can leave their body and enter someone else’s dreams.”
“That’s impossible.”
“My grandfather was a Shaman, and he was a dream walker. Annie, what about all of the other found and their gifts? What about your daughter? Of course Seth could do it. If anything or anyone would trigger this ability, it would be his need to get back to you.” Annie felt the even breathing of Nell against her neck, and realized she had fallen asleep. It was as if she knew her great-grandmother was right, and she would take care of things.
Annie put Nell into her crib, and walked out of the nursery with the older woman. They walked into the kitchen in their fluffy robes, and started the preparation for chamomile tea.
“So why are we bothering?”
“Because this time it might work?” Annie said hopefully.
“Oh right, this will be the night you go back to sleep after Seth has visited.”
“Shilah, it was just a vivid dream.”
“Honey, it was a pretty loud dream.” Annie wondered if the bottom cupboard was large enough to crawl into.
Shilah took the kettle off the stove before it would have whistled and poured the hot water into the mugs. Annie carried them into the living room and they sat on the couch. She looked into her mug, knowing Shilah would have more to say. She didn’t talk much, but when she did, it was always worth listening to. She prayed it wasn’t going to be anything more about Annie’s loud dreams.
“It used to be Seth’s visits were good for you Annie, now he’s using you.”
“They are dreams,” Annie insisted.
“They aren’t. It’s really him, and he’s in pain. He’s hurting so badly and he needs solace. I think he’s like you, he thinks these are vivid dreams as well, otherwise he wouldn’t be doing this to you. Using you.”
“Shilah…”
“Young lady, don’t tell me one more time these are dreams, you’re smarter than that. Drink your tea.” Annie shut up and sipped her tea. She played over all of her dreams. Then thought of them as visits from Seth instead. Prior to his marriage, he was so loving and they were in tune to one another’s needs and wants. She felt cherished. But since his marriage he needed so much from her. He clung to her like a lifeline in a world gone mad, culminating in tonight’s lovemaking that still left her trembling. She looked into Shilah’s knowing eyes.
“I don’t know what to do, how to help him.”
“He has to help himself, he’s slowly killing you Annie.”
“No he’s not,” she countered vehemently.
Shilah put her mug of tea on the coffee table and went to the kitchen counter picking up the framed photo where Annie had left it, and handed it to her..
“Annie, you’ve had a baby since then, and you’re at least twenty pounds lighter. You’re not sleeping and your one year old daughter told you she’s worried about you. You’re a mess, honey.”
Chapter Five
Seth looked fine on the outside, but he was a mess on the inside. He looked at the clutter of paperwork on his father-in-law’s desk and was amazed how he let things slide in just three months.
“Carson, we’re depending on you,” his father-in-law stared at him with desperation in his eyes. He was a far cry from the man last night who had tried to lay down