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DAY EIGHTEEN
Karina woke me this morning with an energy I’d not felt in any of her previous visits. Her ethereal form had already entered when I became aware of her presence. I searched for the smaller figure, but to my dismay, she had arrived alone. I sat up and waited impatiently for her to speak.
“I still love you, Lance and I know I always will. I remain hopeful that this hatred you’ve adopted in your heart will not eclipse the love you felt for me, for our daughter. I need you to reach deep inside for that love, that love we always swore could conquer anything. It is beautiful where we are, my beloved. You must find the strength to overcome the evil that has seized your soul for it will ruin you, and ruin us.” This time she just vanished. The cloudlike vision of her did not softly dissipate dramatically into the air as it had before. She was just gone in seconds. And yet her words remained, as I suspected was her plan.
I spent the next seven hours locked in my own mind. Literally speaking aloud, carrying on conversations with myself playing both the parts of both speaker and listener. My love for them was so powerful, but the demons within me were strong. Reflecting on Karina’s mention of a “love we swore could conquer anything,” I was taken back to the nights we spent together, before and after Katie’s birth. In my mind, I put myself once again inside that all-encompassing peace. Closing my eyes, I went there... lying in bed next to her talking about that day, the next day and all the future days we’d spend together. The love that was then...could it be as great as the love that is now? Could it be strong enough to conquer anything? Could it be my salvation?
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The Houseguest by Linda Ellis www.LindaEllis.life