Katherine.”
”When you say it like that, it makes sense. Like, it feels logical to me.”
“Really?” Austen’s face brightened.
“Well if we lived other lifetimes together, then our souls would recognize each other, right? I mean, even if our minds didn’t.”
Austen smiled, “Exactly.”
“Is that why I feel the way I do when I’m around you?”
“How do you feel?” he pressed.
“I feel things I’ve never felt before. I can’t even put the emotions into words because I don’t know how. It’s like you call to me. But it’s deeper than that. I don’t know how to explain it,” Katherine struggled.
“I understand completely.”
“You do?”
“Of course. Katherine, I tried to fight the urge to communicate with you, but it was pointless. I wasn’t strong enough to stay away. The moment I saw you, I was drawn to you like a magnet. We’re not supposed to interfere like that. You know? It’s really not allowed,” Austen informed her.
“What do you mean, not allowed?”
“Well, we’re allowed to communicate with our loved ones. But we’re not supposed to interfere in a way that will mess up their lives. We’re not supposed to upset your path. What I mean is, I’m not supposed to put you in a position where you will want to live in the past, and not move forward. I’m not making any sense, am I?” Austen tugged at his hair. “It’s hard to explain this to you. It’s different once you’re here…on the soul level. Things are clearer.”
“I think I understand,” Katherine nodded, but her eyes were still clouded with confusion.
“Katherine, when I saw you…I almost lost my breath. I tried to tell myself to turn around and walk out of that room, but I couldn’t.” Austen paused for a moment and looked into her eyes.
“I just wanted to be near you. My heart felt like it was about to explode inside my chest, it was filled with so much love at just seeing your face. So I told myself that I’d try to reach you one time. I’d try to see if I could get into your dreams that night. I didn’t know if it would even work. But I got into your mind so easily at first.”
Her eyes lit up.
“I wasn’t sure you’d remember the dream,” Austen continued. “But you did. When I saw how affected you were by it—how you could sense me around you even after you were awake—it was almost too much for me. When I saw that you couldn’t let the idea of me go, I couldn’t either. It would be like asking the waves to stop crashing onto the shore. The water is pulled toward the sandy shoreline in the same way I’m pulled toward you. You are my shore.” He touched her face and her stomach flipped.
For once since the craziness started, she began to understand. “Why can’t I remember?” She clarified, “Our other lives, I mean.”
“It doesn’t work like that while you’re still living. Otherwise, we’d all be too wrapped up in the memories of the past to live in the present. That’s what I meant about messing up your path.”
“But you remember?”
“I remember everything. I can see all we’ve shared even though you can’t. How could anyone, living or otherwise, expect me to stay away from you with that knowledge? I’m not that strong.”
“What do I tell Taylor?”
“Remind her that I had no self-control for the things I loved when I was alive, and tell her I’m still the same way. She’ll get a kick out of that.” He laughed and it made Katherine smile.
She heard what he said about love, and couldn’t resist the urge to ask, “You love me?”
“I don’t know how not to.” He kissed her and she struggled to breathe.
Chapter Eight
Katherine opened her eyes and looked over at Taylor, who was still sleeping. She sat in bed and replayed everything Austen had just told her.
“So did you see him last night?” Taylor’s voice interrupted her retrospection.
“Yes.” Katherine only wanted to give Taylor information if she asked for it. She didn’t want to
”When you say it like that, it makes sense. Like, it feels logical to me.”
“Really?” Austen’s face brightened.
“Well if we lived other lifetimes together, then our souls would recognize each other, right? I mean, even if our minds didn’t.”
Austen smiled, “Exactly.”
“Is that why I feel the way I do when I’m around you?”
“How do you feel?” he pressed.
“I feel things I’ve never felt before. I can’t even put the emotions into words because I don’t know how. It’s like you call to me. But it’s deeper than that. I don’t know how to explain it,” Katherine struggled.
“I understand completely.”
“You do?”
“Of course. Katherine, I tried to fight the urge to communicate with you, but it was pointless. I wasn’t strong enough to stay away. The moment I saw you, I was drawn to you like a magnet. We’re not supposed to interfere like that. You know? It’s really not allowed,” Austen informed her.
“What do you mean, not allowed?”
“Well, we’re allowed to communicate with our loved ones. But we’re not supposed to interfere in a way that will mess up their lives. We’re not supposed to upset your path. What I mean is, I’m not supposed to put you in a position where you will want to live in the past, and not move forward. I’m not making any sense, am I?” Austen tugged at his hair. “It’s hard to explain this to you. It’s different once you’re here…on the soul level. Things are clearer.”
“I think I understand,” Katherine nodded, but her eyes were still clouded with confusion.
“Katherine, when I saw you…I almost lost my breath. I tried to tell myself to turn around and walk out of that room, but I couldn’t.” Austen paused for a moment and looked into her eyes.
“I just wanted to be near you. My heart felt like it was about to explode inside my chest, it was filled with so much love at just seeing your face. So I told myself that I’d try to reach you one time. I’d try to see if I could get into your dreams that night. I didn’t know if it would even work. But I got into your mind so easily at first.”
Her eyes lit up.
“I wasn’t sure you’d remember the dream,” Austen continued. “But you did. When I saw how affected you were by it—how you could sense me around you even after you were awake—it was almost too much for me. When I saw that you couldn’t let the idea of me go, I couldn’t either. It would be like asking the waves to stop crashing onto the shore. The water is pulled toward the sandy shoreline in the same way I’m pulled toward you. You are my shore.” He touched her face and her stomach flipped.
For once since the craziness started, she began to understand. “Why can’t I remember?” She clarified, “Our other lives, I mean.”
“It doesn’t work like that while you’re still living. Otherwise, we’d all be too wrapped up in the memories of the past to live in the present. That’s what I meant about messing up your path.”
“But you remember?”
“I remember everything. I can see all we’ve shared even though you can’t. How could anyone, living or otherwise, expect me to stay away from you with that knowledge? I’m not that strong.”
“What do I tell Taylor?”
“Remind her that I had no self-control for the things I loved when I was alive, and tell her I’m still the same way. She’ll get a kick out of that.” He laughed and it made Katherine smile.
She heard what he said about love, and couldn’t resist the urge to ask, “You love me?”
“I don’t know how not to.” He kissed her and she struggled to breathe.
Chapter Eight
Katherine opened her eyes and looked over at Taylor, who was still sleeping. She sat in bed and replayed everything Austen had just told her.
“So did you see him last night?” Taylor’s voice interrupted her retrospection.
“Yes.” Katherine only wanted to give Taylor information if she asked for it. She didn’t want to
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