In My Dreams by Cameo Renae Read Free Book Online

my eyes thinking of Michael’s spirit being unsettled. Was it really him? I had to know more.
    “Can you tell me his name?” I wiped the wet from my cheeks. I knew that if she could give me his name, I’d be more open to hearing her out. After all, she could talk to him. She should at least be able to provide me a name.
    She paused, her eyes glancing over to the empty space next to me.
    “His name is Michael,” she said with confidence. “And he wants me to tell you that he is very, very sorry that he missed your fourth anniversary. He wants you to know that he loves you and misses you very much, and he wishes he could wipe away your tears.”
    I suddenly broke and began sobbing. I couldn’t hold back the flood tears. I instantly threw every bit of skepticism out the door. She was actually talking to Michael! He was here. In this room. Near me. Talking to me. I wished I could see him.
    For some reason he found this woman who lived many miles away, who was open and could hear him. Knowing the skeptic I was, he made her drive all the way down to speak to me. For that, my heart swelled, knowing he cared so much to go through all that trouble.
    “Could you please tell him that I love him too and that I miss him terribly,” I sobbed.
    “He already knows, Lizzy. He can hear you. He said that he was with you the night he passed, and he hates to see you cry. He also wants me to say ‘forever in my heart’,” I saw her cheeks blush, and then she smiled. “He is leaning over and kissing you on the forehead right now.”
    I closed my eyes and pictured Michael standing next to me. “Forever in my heart,” I whispered. “Lucy, can you really see him?” I asked.
    “Yes, I can see his spirit energy. He is a very handsome young man, BUT he is also impatient and annoying. - Okay, okay!” she said assertively, looking at the empty seat to my side. “He wants me to tell you that this is not the only reason why he is here.”
    She continued, “He received a call from a friend… in some sort of trouble. Trouble with drugs. Michael felt sorry for him and wanted to help.” Her eyes closed. She put her hands to her temples, and looked like she was entering into some sort of trance.
    I stayed frozen, and watched. I couldn’t breathe. I tried to catch my breath as I thought back to the dream. I knew something was wrong.
    “There was another man. Angry. An evil spirited man. And T-t… Tay … Tie…”
    “Tyler?” I blurted softly. Okay, she got the “T” part right. Lucky guess, but I had to give her the name.
    “Yes, yes, Tyler,” she agreed; her eyes still shut. “Tyler owed this man money… money for drugs. The man threatened to kill him if he didn’t pay. He called Michael, because he was the only one that could help.” Her breathing became erratic.
    “The man had a gun. He made Michael get the money, but Michael didn’t give him the full amount. That’s when…trouble.”
    Her head whipped from side to side watching whatever was going on in her mind. Her breaths became faster, more erratic.
    “Lucy?” I breathed. I couldn’t stand it. She wasn’t telling me what was going on, but then, I didn’t want to interrupt her. I didn’t want her to turn on me, like a crazy sleepwalker, awakened prematurely. But I wanted details! I wanted to know what she was seeing! It was driving me crazy!
    She cried out in agony, grabbing the back of her neck. I leaned forward to catch her, but she didn’t fall. Her eyes popped open and her dark pupils stared blankly into mine.
    “He murdered Michael,” she exhaled deeply. A single tear traced the line of her cheek.
    “How… how was he murdered?” I begged.
    She grabbed my hands and clasped them tightly into hers. She was silent, almost in a trancelike state. Her eyes were glassy and tears began to pool in them.
    Just then, there was a loud knocking at the front door. The bell at the top clanged loudly as someone tried to get in. Two older ladies, one heavy and one