Chapter 54

“At last, at last!” I thought. I prowled around the house unable to relax. I would have to wait before approaching Kirsty. I eventually went to bed and fell asleep following psychic trails into the future.

I gave Jerie’s shoes and dresses to a charity shop but couldn’t bring myself to give away her red handbag. My memory of her small proud figure swaggering into the native market, with the bag over her shoulder was just too precious to part with.

The next day I rang Kirsty and asked if I could visit. I felt the welcome in her voice. I set off, and trembled as I rang her bell, realizing that soon my task would be over. She came to the door smiling.

“I’ve got tea and sandwiches ready,” she told me as she guided me into the lounge.

I hid my impatience as we talked. “You’ll manage to come to our wedding?” she asked.

“I would love to come,” I answered. “How is David?”

She looked puzzled. “All right, he’s sleeping now.”

“Can I see him?” She gave me a strange look, then left and returned, wheeling the pram. I glanced into the pram, examining David’s pattern.

“Look at him closely Kirsty. What do you see?”

She looked worried. “Is there something wrong?”

“No! No. Look at his pattern.”

I watched Kirsty looking out of the sides of her eyes at the baby. “I don’t see anything.”

“Concentrate and try to see behind his pattern.”

She gave a gasp. “There is something. It’s like a pattern behind his pattern but it’s dim.” Her eyes moved around, “and it’s huge.”

“Can I try something?” I asked.

Kirsty looked worried. “Will it do him harm?”

“No, I would never do that.”

She hesitated. “I trust you.”

I took the stone from my pocket. “Give him this.” I dropped it into her hand.

She gave a gasp. “I feel its power. What is it?”

It has been passed down through wise people and psychics from olden times, waiting for David to arrive. It was made for him.

“Are you sure that it won’t harm him?”

I followed David’s pattern into the future again and put my hand on Kirsty’s head to let her see. She looked dumfounded. She hesitated, then tentatively held the stone near David. His eyes opened, and he waved his open hand near the stone to try to grasp it. His fingers closed around it and he smiled. Then his hidden pattern flared, almost blinding us, and something looked out of his eyes. Something so huge and overpowering and beautiful that we almost fell to our knees.

“Oh! My God!” Kirsty cried.

The baby gurgled and let the stone go, and at once he was a normal baby again.

I promised Kirsty. “He will do great things in the world. He will open people’s eyes and make them see truth.” I lifted the stone and gave it to her. “He will let you know when he wants it.”

We spent the rest of the morning talking. I told her all that she needed to know.