The Soulmate by Bishop Carly

Author:Bishop, Carly [Bishop, Carly]
Language: eng
Format: mobi
Tags: Suspense
ISBN: 9780373223701
Publisher: Harlequin
Published: 1996-01-02T06:00:00+00:00

“KIEL?”

He twisted in his seat. Pain roared through his head. “Dear God, how do you stand it?” he croaked.

“Stand what? Kiel, what’s wrong? Are you all right?”

He wasn’t. Even Robyn’s car felt stiflingly small to him. Keller’s memories faded and died, as his human form had died, but Kiel was left with the overwhelming sense of what it was to have the life crushed from his body. He recovered. Even Keller, from the instant of his death, had not suffered long.

The one left to suffer sat beside him. Kiel could not look at Robyn without knowing the scope of the battle she had waged to survive. The heart-pounding terror of any darkness after she was buried alive, unable to see her hand in front of her face. The physical trauma she had overcome in the face of memories of Keller dogging her every step of the way.

The torrent of Keller’s memories lasted no more than a few seconds in real time, but Robyn knew something was wrong, that something had happened to Kiel.

She put her hand on his left forearm. “Kiel, what is it?”

“I just…I just witnessed the Hallelujah collapsing.”

Struggling to stay on the road, Robyn shuddered. “How?”

He could not lie. “As if I had been Keller. Robyn, it’s a miracle you survived at all.”

“I didn’t think so, Kiel. Not for a long time. Where was my Guardian Angel then? Where was Keller’s?”

The question haunted Kiel, too. “Some things are destined, Robyn. I don’t really know the answer. I had no sense of how hard it really is to be human.”

He didn’t know either how she coped from day to day with such devastating memories lurking below the surface, ready to spring on her at the slightest crack in her guard.

“It’s easier, being an angel?”

He gave her a sideways smile. “We aren’t usually troubled by painful emotions or memories. Every time you turn around, Keller is there, isn’t he.”

“Yes.” She sniffed. “Not only Keller, though. I still remember the shame when my dad cracked my knuckles for not using a knife. I remember my great-grandma brushing my hair. I loved that brush. It was this amber color with a cameo lady on its back. I don’t know what became of her brush, but in my memory it’s still the most beautiful thing I have ever seen. She made all my littlegirl problems feel like fairy dust I could gather up in my hand and blow away.”

“You loved her very much.”

Again, filled with complicated emotions, she nodded. “Grandmama Marie was old country right down to her Bible. Austrian. She had this thing she used to say—I’d almost forgotten. I guess it’s like the Austrian national theme. ’veil, my deeer,’ she’d say to me,” Robyn quoted, mimicking her grandmother’s accent, “‘ze situation iss hopeless, but not so serious.’“

Robyn took her eyes off the road and glanced at him. Her eyes, moonbeams on mink, Kiel thought, glittered. She took a deep breath and expelled it. “Guess that about says it for the human

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