Just a few breathless words, born of frustration and shouted in anger. Words that were taken literally and obeyed. Rachel had managed to retain the secret for the real cause of the accident for almost five years. The real reason why her mom and dad had lost a daughter, she had lost a sister, and Elle had lost her mummy. But she was becoming anxious that the conversations of this day might raise the subject and cause her to falter and admit her guilt and then she would be hated for how evil she had been.
And then following a few more yawns and stretches Rachel finally landed in the world of awake and suddenly had a feeling of all over calm and comfort almost as though, her thoughts were being managed, looked over and polished prior to arriving in her brain. She had no idea that this was the first sign, the first hint of a better future of the possibility of crossing over via a few important well-timed coincidences and knowing that the intent of the occasion would be to help her draw away from the life of fear, guilt and misery that she secretly travelled.
