A lady on her right stared at her then shot her eyes in the direction of her boyfriend and stared. It was rather odd because the others who claimed they didn’t see him behaved as though they didn’t. Yet this lady stood and focused on him. After a minute, the lady glance back at me and said, “I don’t see anything either.” But how could that be? The lady looked right at him. I studied the lady’s face as she continued to stand in the parking lot. Her grocery bags piled high inside her cart.
“Can I help you?” I asked as I scratched an itch on the back of my neck. Then it happened. I think. Did I see right? Or was I mistaken? I could have sworn the lady now wore a feint smile. “What are you…?” I started to ask as my boyfriend faded. I looked back at the lady. She now wore a full smile, turned away from me, and continued walking.
It was obvious to me my boyfriend wasn’t here. Just a projected image of him. Maybe he caught on to where I was and maybe not. I couldn’t take the chance. I had to move, but where would I go? His abilities would allow him to find me no matter where I went. And what was up with that lady? She lied when she said she hadn’t seen him. Her body language told me as much. I glanced around to locate her. Maybe she knew something, but she was no where in sight.
I felt like a caged animal with the world being my cage. I had no choice but to stand and fight. For now I would go home. I turned in the direction of my car but came up short as I walked full force into someone. I stepped back and looked up into deep blue eyes belonging to a shiny, golden haired man around my age.
“I-I’m sorry. I should watch where I’m going next time. Excuse me, please.” I stepped to my right to move around him. As I did, a hand warmed my shoulder, so I stopped and peered back up at him.
He gave his head a gentle shake, as he smiled down at me. “My name is Gabe.”
The deep melodious tone to his voice struck me without words for a moment. Then I gave my head a quick shake and responded, “I’m Julia. Um. Hi.”
His kind eyes continued focusing on me. A kind of warmth penetrated my heart, and the fear from my experience with my boyfriend earlier subsided.
“It will not always be like this, Julia,” said Gabe.
“How do you know? I just met you.” I glance up at the sky, inhaled, and let it out slow. “You don’t know him.”
“Oh, but I do.”
(To Be Continued)
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