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was wrong? I
felt a wave of grief approach at the thought that Mark was just a
regular person. I didn’t want to admit it to Sam, but a small
kernel of hope had awakened in my heart that Mark might somehow be
the person I had been dreaming about for years.
    With a million thoughts swirling through my
head, I twisted the shower nozzle all the way to hot. The hot water
helped to ease away the chills that always followed an attack. Once
my shower was over, I blow dried my hair and put on warm comfy
pajamas before I headed to my room.
    I took a few moments to give Feline the
attention he craved. After petting him for a few minutes, he
settled down on the bed beside me. I reached over and flipped off
the lights. The emotional upheaval of the day had left me exhausted
and I fell into a quick slumber.
    I knew I was dreaming. It was the same as
always. I walked to the edge of the tide line where we always met.
He was already there waiting in the shadows, but as I approached;
he stepped out of the shadows for the first time. My breath escaped
me. How had I missed it? Of course I knew him. Hadn’t he visited me
every night? Wasn’t it his hand that I had held thousands of times
in my dreams? Even though I had been expecting it, I was unprepared
for the emotions that assaulted me when our eyes met. All I could
think was, IT’S HIM .
     
     
     

Chapter 4
     
    I woke to my own sobbing. I stuffed a hand
over my mouth so my mom wouldn’t hear. I didn’t know how much
longer I could take this heartbreak. The dreams, that for so long
were my only source of comfort had now become nightmares.
    I sat up pulling my knees tightly against my
chest, rocking back and forth. My swollen eyes were sensitive to
the touch as I wiped away the warm tears.
    Feline jumped up beside me on the bed. He
could always tell when I needed comfort. His soft fur and the mild
vibrations of his purring were soothing.
    I glanced at the clock, 4:00 a.m. He had left
me earlier than normal. I sat on my bed contemplating how well
things had gone, especially since his face was no longer hidden by
shadows. We still were unable to talk in the dream but it didn’t
matter, somehow we could sense what the other was feeling. The
reflection from the moon had danced on the waves, and I had felt
his heartbeat against my back as he gently stroked the side of my
face. Then suddenly, he was abruptly jerked away, leaving me
feeling like my own limbs had been taken with him.
    My throat was as dry as the desert from the
sobs that had torn through me. I walked as quietly as I could to
the bathroom for some water, deciding when I got there that a nice
warm shower would be the best way to wash away the chilling side
effects of the dream.
    I stayed in the shower for a long time,
letting the warm water gently massage my aching body. When the warm
water started to run out, I twisted the nozzle to turn it off and
stepped out of the shower. After drying off, I headed to my room to
throw on a sweatshirt and jeans. I still had almost three hours
until I needed to get ready for school. The sun was just barely
beginning to rise over the horizon.
    I walked over to my window so I could watch
it rise. I pulled the cord that hung down from my ancient blinds.
The blinds made a loud rustling noise as they rolled up. We had
discussed replacing the blinds with some cute curtains, but we kept
putting it off. I was sick of the ugly blinds, so maybe I would
replace them this weekend.
    I caught a movement out of the corner of my
eye. Someone was on our front lawn, but strangely enough, I felt no
panic at all. For some reason I expected him to be there.
    I stared at him for a few seconds trying to
organize my thoughts and then I headed out the door and down the
stairs. I had put off the talk yesterday, but I was ready for it
now.
    Opening the front door quietly, I stepped
outside. I could feel him the moment I stepped over the threshold.
The impact of looking at him was no different than it had been the
day