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| Mom:
I don’t know about Ireland. Aunt: Maybe Kris was from England and he was from Ireland. Mom: Perhaps. Very close to each other. Why does he say we know why we love lavender? Aunt: I don’t know. Mom: He speaks in riddles. England is full of lavender. Aunt: Yes, he does. He is playful. Mom: Good, he has a sense of humor. |
| Aunt:
It is so weird. Now I can tell when they want to speak and when they don’t. Mom: Is this the first big thing like this for you? Aunt: No, I’ve done it many times. If it ever happens to you, you’ll understand the difference in thinking and knowing. Mom: Her name was Celtic. Very hard to pronounce. I think it starts out as Ana… Aunt: Ana something. Yes. Mom: Celtic. Very ancient. Aunt: Analeigh… Ana??? Mom: Ask him if her name was celtic. Aunt: He won’t answer me. Mom: Very hard to spell. Very hard to pronounce. Aunt: He has pulled back. Mom: Shoot. He is tired. Kris will wait for him in her dreams and perhaps he will make her understand. It has haunted her all her life, for 21 years. Aunt: He is watching over her. He will not go away. “Her spirit is the old one.” That is what he said. |
| Mom:
She’s my strange child. She once asked me when she was small, “Are we real? Am I really here?” I freaked when she asked me that Aunt: SEEEEE She has come back and she probably was confused. Children know these things. Mom: And Patrick was your child. Aunt: Yes, he calls me MOTHER And I just blurted out his name when I was talking to him. Like I knew it |