Tags:
detective,
Death,
Short-Story,
Dreams,
Southern,
destiny,
psychic,
sorrow,
past life,
spirit guide,
widow,
other side,
amethyst,
savannah ga,
instincts,
parlor,
feeling lost
the beach. I slowly open
my eyes and see Lily still sitting in the Queen Anne chair, waiting
to hear about my experience. “Was she able to help you?” Lily
asks.
“She said Sam’s death was meant to happen at
this time, just as his birth was meant to happen, our chance
meeting was meant to happen, and the birth of our son was meant to
happen.”
I thank Lily for her guidance, kiss her
goodbye, and walk into the cool October day. The world feels
different. I feel the age of the cobblestones beneath my feet. The
giant oak trees that filter the fall sun from my face feel strong,
wise. The fallen leaves remind me of the changing seasons and how
much life resembles nature. My uncertainty of the future has
vanished. My fear is gone, replaced with wonder about the tasks I’m
destined to do. And for now, today, that’s all I need.
All is well, indeed.
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About the author:
A professional writer
since 1990, Julia's Future is Linda Westphal's first published short
story.
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