A Season of Miracles by Heather Graham

Author:Heather Graham
Language: eng
Format: epub, mobi, pdf
Publisher: MIRA
Published: 2001-09-18T04:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER 9

This time, when he awoke to see the figure of Milo Anderson seated in the chair by his bed, Robert didn’t even allow himself to be startled.

He groaned, throwing an arm over his face.

“Go away. You’re a dream. I’m only dreaming.”

“You’re not dreaming. And Christmas is coming.”

“Great. Christmas comes every year.”

The apparition was silent for a minute, then Milo said quietly, “No, not for everyone.”

“Sorry. Really. No, I’m not. Hell, this is ridiculous. I’m apologizing to a dream.”

“Look, you did well today, but not well enough.”

Robert drew his arm from his eyes to stare at his dream visitor with indignation. “Not well enough? I hurtled across a highway, threw myself from a racing horse and caught Jillian before the sled could go crashing into the truck.”

“I said you did well. But did you look at the license plate of the truck and get the number? Did you inspect the fence to find out what really happened to it?”

“It was an accident.”

“No, not everything is an accident.”

“You sound like Douglas.”

“Of course. Douglas is involved.”

“What are you talking about?”

“Never mind. You’re not ready to understand.”

“I understand that I’m having a nightmare. What more is there?”

“The book. I’ve told you, you’ve got to read the book. She is in danger. It will come again—unless we can change things.”

“Great. So someone—apparently in Jillian’s own family—is out to kill her. Before Christmas. And I’ve got a ghost haunting my dreams, a know-it-all ghost. So if you know it all, just whisper the name of the guilty party in my ear so when I wake up, I’ll know who it is.”

“I don’t know who it is,” Milo said, looking perplexed, shaking his head.

“You’re dead, you’re a ghost, you’re omniscient—”

“I’m dead, I’m a ghost, yes. But I’m still here because she’s in danger. I don’t have access to any more information than you do. Except that I’ve read the book. And I believe.”

“You believe in what? Miracles? I don’t mean to be cruel, but after all, this is my nightmare. You’re dead and buried. There won’t be a miracle. Unless you’re thinking of making a comeback?”

“Don’t be gruesome,” Milo said with a shudder. He leaned forward. “I’m not coming back. It wasn’t meant to be. But I was part of it, and I left too soon this time around. I guess that had to happen. But you have to wise up, Marston, or you’ll lose her again.”

“Look…”

In the darkness of his room, Robert sat up. He had spoken aloud.

There was no one there.

He groaned and crashed back to his pillow. Why in God’s name was he having such bizarre dreams? He hadn’t been drinking tonight, except for a single beer with dinner.

He rolled over, pulling his pillow over his head. He needed to get back to sleep.

He started to drift. Don’t dream, don’t dream, don’t dream, he told himself.

But he did dream again, and though he knew he didn’t want to dream, he was aware that he was doing it.

In his dream, he was rising, slipping on his robe and padding barefoot out into the hall to the second floor landing.

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