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in the way I wanted to be. If I said nothing, then I was telling him a lie.
    “I can see when someone is going to die.”
    To give Josh his due, he didn’t laugh. He did look very skeptical.
    “What did you say?” he said, his voice a little higher than usual.
    “Sit down and I’ll tell you everything.” I led him back to the sofa.
    “You remember that my mother died a few months ago? I went back to Italy for the funeral?”
    He nodded. He’d been kind to me, bought me some flowers, left condolence notes on my desk.
    “I never knew how she died,” he said. “You didn’t really talk about it.”
    “She was killed by a car while she was walking in a pedestrian crossing. The thing is…” I found it hard to form the words. “It was my fault. I’d texted her and she was texting me back. Witnesses said that she checked the road was clear before walking across, but was looking at her phone when a car came out of nowhere. It didn’t stop. She never even saw it.”
    “That doesn’t make it your fault, Kate,” Josh said.
    I plunged on, describing how I’d seen my mother get out of a car on the hill in Tuscany. Josh was silent. I didn’t blame him. I wouldn’t know what to say either.
    “After that, I started to see this strange thing, air rippling around people’s heads and shoulders.”
    I told him about Francesca and Sophie. “They’re both dead,” I said. “And Rebecca has the same thing. So I think that means she’s going to die.”
    Josh was quiet for a long time when I finished talking. The only sound was the faint rustle of cloth as he jiggled one leg up and down nervously.
    “Josh, I don’t want to freak you out. It sounds insane, I know.”
    “Have you told anyone else?”
    “My brother. He didn’t believe me, thought it was all in my head.”
    “You really believe that Rebecca is going to die?”
    I shrugged. “Based on what happened before, yes, but I don’t know when or how.”
    “So it could be tomorrow or next week or next month? Next year?”
    I leaned back and rubbed my eyes. “I’ve only got two experiences to base this on, but with Francesca, the air was fainter than with Sophie. I saw her several days before she had the stroke. With Sophie, the air was moving faster, and she fell into the pool just minutes later. So I think there is a connection between the movement of the air and the amount of time left. Rebecca’s was faint when I first saw it and it’s growing more pronounced every time I see her.”
    Josh shook his head. “I’m sorry. I’m finding this hard to take in.”
    “You and me both.” I laughed, but it came out as a sob.
    “I’ve heard about people who can see energy fields.” His voice was calmer. “Sort of light auras around people that change color depending on how they feel.”
    He must have seen the surprise on my face.
    “There was a movie I saw once, I can’t remember what it was called,” he said. “But it was interesting and I looked up ‘aura’ on the Internet. It’s bizarre, I admit, but then there’s all sorts of stuff going on in the universe that we don’t understand or even know about.”
    He walked into the kitchen, opened the fridge and took out a half-full bottle of white wine. Pouring two glasses, he came back and gave me one.
    “I need something stronger than tea to handle this,” he said with a grin. We sat together on the sofa, holding hands.
    “So, you’ve seen this aura three times…”
    “More than that,” I said. “But sometimes with strangers, so I don’t know what happened to them. I try not to think about it, really.”
    He nodded. “I can understand that. He took a long swallow of wine and put the glass on the table. Without thinking, I picked it up, placing it on the coaster. He laughed.
    “You always were a control freak,” he said. “And I mean that in the nicest possible way.”
    I raised an eyebrow at him, which he answered with a sheepish smile. “It’s true. You’re so organized and