The next day he stopped by his old radio station, WICC. “Well, the big national radio star returns,” said Dick Wardel, a deejay with a booming voice. Luke knew Dick was glad to see him again.
“Look, Jenny and I are really into the whole higher planes thing and I know why you’re back in Bridgeport. Why don’t you come over for dinner tonight and maybe we can help you find a way through to Eileen.” The fact that Dick knew his purpose floored Luke for a second. Then he stammered an okay and took down their address. That evening, Dick and his wife laid out what they knew. “The higher planes are pretty much the same thing as parallel universes; and being on a higher plane gives you a way to see through to where Eileen is and how to get there. You have that vision just like Jen and I do. But the big problem is time. Ya see, time isn’t a constant, linear thing the way we have always thought of it. In the next universe beside ours it could be years from now, or years before, and time moves at different rates. So you just have to have an alignment with your time and Eileen’s and you’ll be able to cross over.”
Luke nodded but he was unsure. “Dick, where did you two learn all this stuff? Is it science, or religion or what?” Jen joined in. “All of the above and we’ve gone up to an even higher plane than you. And spiritual belief and science seem to go together on most of this, but there are a few unknowns that only those on the highest planes might understand. But we don’t even know who those people are, because their existence is so far above ours. Kinda like angels, we think.”
“Okay, so what do I do now?” Luke asked. “Maybe stick around Bridgeport for a while and meditate a lot. See what happens. You did have that dream thing, right?”
Chapter 28
Luke followed Dick’s advice, but after a week of waiting and listening, nothing had happened. He started to feel guilty about leaving the kids. After three more days he decided to go back to them, and maybe find Eileen there. He booked his flights, called Maggie and the parents and thanked Dick and Jennie.
The next morning he drove over to the university one last time and parked on the central street running through the campus. He sadly sat in the car and smoked one cigarette after another. He had failed, at least for now. His idea of coming back to their beginning wasn’t the answer. He watched the students walking back and forth between the student union and Carlson Hall, as he and Eileen used to do. For a break from the smoke-filled car, he got out and followed a group headed to class at the lecture hall at Carlton. Soon he was swept inside by the crowd, into the semi-circular amphitheater that held over 200 students. He chose a seat down front and off to the side. Soon the professor breezed in and started. He recognized her, Dr. Phillips, regarded as the worst teacher on campus. He remembered her incoherent lectures that were supposed to be Psychology 101. But invariably she would pull out an article she was interested in from some advanced professional journal and tell them about it for an hour and twenty minutes. Her random lectures had always been way over their heads, never appeared on exams, a complete waste of time.
Luke’s attention soon drifted, and instead he scanned the young faces in the room. He could see everyone from where he sat, their boredom, mixed with annoyance. But he also noticed lots of familiar faces from a few years ago, classmates he and Eileen had known at the university. How could it be? Why were they back in Psych 101?
Then, as his eyes continued to drift across the room, he saw her. She sat beaming her smile right at him. She looked just as she had on that very first day- beautiful, radiant and joyful. And he knew this was just like their very first day, again. Space and time. She nodded toward the door and they both scrambled from their seats and out to the hallway, into each other’s arms, whispering and crying and so very happy. “You found me,” she said. “I knew you would. Let’s get back to our little family, right away.”
“Right. We’ll get started today. I’ve got plane tickets booked, but I’ll have to add you.”
“Plane tickets? Why? We can just wish ourselves back home, and be there, all of us together again, in an instant.”
And they did.
Table of Contents
Start
Copyright Page
Chapter 1
Chapter 2
Chapter 3
Chapter 4
Chapter 5
Chapter 6
Chapter 7
Chapter 8
Chapter 9
Chapter 10
Chapter 11
Chapter 12
Chapter 13
Chapter 14
Chapter 15
Chapter 16
Chapter 17
Chapter 18
Chapter 19
Chapter 20
Chapter 21
Chapter 22
Chapter 23
Chapter 24
Chapter 25
Chapter 26
Chapter 27
Chapter 28
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