Scripted in the Stars by Kathryn Kaleigh

Author:Kathryn Kaleigh
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Kathryn Kaleigh

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CAMERON

My fingers stilled on the keyboard and I looked up at the photograph of the girl I’d begun calling Isabella. It didn’t matter that I didn’t really know who the girl was. To me she was Isabella.

If and when I learned differently, I would adapt my way of thinking.

As I stared at her beautiful coiffed hair, the strains of a soulfully sad song started low, then became louder.

My imagination was becoming much more vivid these days. Since the overhead light was on as well as the lamp on my desk, I knew I was still in the present. In my own time.

Yet, I was hearing hauntingly beautiful piano music as it drifted through the house.

The music settled over me, like a calming balm, and I went back to writing. I took my time, channeling my muse onto the screen through my fingers.

Pausing, I looked up at Isabella’s black and white photograph.

The grandfather clock began to chime the hour.

I tapped a couple of words.

The grandfather clock.

The broken grandfather clock.

I slowly closed the lid of my Macbook and sat back, taking in my surroundings.

The music had stopped.

My fingers rested on the cool aluminum of the computer.

The electric lights shone brightly.

Everything seemed to be normal. Except for the clock.

As the last chime hung in the air... I hadn’t counted them… I sat very still.

Then I looked up from the black and white photograph to the very real, very colorful version of the girl.

She wore her hair exactly the same as the photograph, but now I could see that she had beautiful emerald green eyes framed by thick dark lashes and plump pink lips that begged to be kissed.

Her long dress in shades of green accentuated the green in her eyes, making them even more vibrant.

I didn’t dare blink for fear that she would vanish.

Perhaps I imagined it, but the girl in the photograph had come to life.

I was still firmly in the present, yet a girl from the past stood firmly in front of me.

It hadn’t happened as I’d expected, but my wish had come true.

Isabella stood in front of me.

Unless…

“Are you Isabella?” I asked.

“Yes,” she said and I immediately recognized her voice from the two nights we had spoken in this very room. “Are you Cameron?”

“Yes. How are you here?” I asked. “Are you real?”

She smiled a little. “I don’t know. And as far as I know.”

She watched me as I walked around from the desk to stand in front of her. I was a full head taller than she was, so she tilted her head to keep her eyes locked on mine.

“Come,” I said. “Sit with me.” I swept a hand toward the loveseat on the other side of the room.

Her long skirts swished as she turned and, deftly maneuvering the belled out skirts, she walked in front of me and ever so gracefully sat down.

Her intoxicating scent followed her. Like magnolia blooms and sunshine.

She swept her skirts aside for me to sit next to her.

Seated, I studied her like an artist would study a work of art.

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