Eyes. The feather had formed into two larger-than-life human eyes.
I stared. Mesmerized. Watching. Learning.
They were telling an almost unbelievable story. Except there were no words, only energy, emotions, and shimmering colored lines connecting infinite paths of people and places throughout history.
The eyes do not lie, echoed through my mind.
The intricate tale they told was true. I knew it with every fiber of my being. Wind blew all around me, surrounding me in a funnel of swirling, glowing feathers until I could no longer see the huge eyes. I reached forward and the radiant feathers burst into millions of tiny pieces that looked like stardust. I took a deep breath and inhaled every speck until nothing was left.
The bedroom came back into focus as my glowing ring faded back to normal. Nathan was still rambling about who-knows-what.
I slammed my hand against my pounding heart and jumped up. “Where’s Sheila?”
“With Amber, where we just left her.”
It felt like I had been staring at the ring for hours. I understood so much more. So much needed to be done. Weeks ago, suspecting I had some kind of psychic power freaked me out, but this was different. My ring showed me the truth. I didn’t need confirmation, that’s how deeply I knew, but I wanted to see for myself.
“I need to see Sheila and the baby.” The sternness in my voice shocked me.
Nathan took my hand and led me back down the hallway to Amber’s room. Sheila still sat on the bed at Amber’s side. Edgar, Helen, Louise, Anthony, Dylan, Harmony, Faith, Shiloh, Dakota, Carson, and Krista all stared at me. I stood in front of Sheila with new confidence.
She held the baby, asleep in her arms, and a wide grin spread across her face. “You know.”
I nodded.
“Know what?” Faith asked.
Sheila lifted the baby like she was presenting him to the world for the first time. “He’s an Aries, another fire sign.”
Dylan’s voice rang through the quiet room. “Sheila, do you mean…?”
“Yes, you have a fifteenth member.”
Cheers erupted. Krista hugged me, but my focus was crazy-glued on the baby.
Sheila waved her hand and the room fell silent. She handed him to me. “He was connected to this kindrily before this life.”
How did she know? How did I know? It didn’t matter. His tiny eyelids opened just enough for me to see the familiar sky blue.
“Hi, Mikey,” I whispered, “I missed you so much.”
“Our Mikey?” Krista gasped.
I let out something between a giggle and grunt. “Kind of weird, huh?”
Dylan sat beside Amber and held her hand. “Wow. Never saw that one coming.”
“I just love happy reunions!” Faith sang, twirling around. Shiloh and Carson both wore the biggest cheese grins I’d ever seen.
“How’d you know?” I asked Sheila.
“I come from a long line of psychics. I tune into a babe’s essence and see who they were in past lives. I read their souls.”
“We always have her present when a baby arrives,” Helen explained.
Nathan stroked my hair. “How did you know?”
I glanced at my thumb. “I saw it in my ring. Just like you said. It told me an incredible story.”
His gorgeous green eyes gazed into mine. His were the eyes that led me home, watched over me, saved me, and showed me more love than I ever knew was possible.
“Did you see or remember anything else?” he whispered.
“Not about us, but I will. I know I will. Look around, Nathaniel.” Our kindrily, young and elderly, big and small, new souls, and old ones surrounded us with an infinite amount of love. And Mikey was back. The term “circle of life” never had a more hopeful and beautiful meaning. “We share an unbreakable and powerful bond. We’ve already come so far.”
“I’m sorry I didn’t believe it was possible,” Nathan said.
“Believe what was possible?”
“You. Your gift.” He leaned down and kissed my forehead. “I should’ve known you were too powerful, and stubborn, to be erased.”
“We tried to tell him.” Louise walked up beside us and shook Mikey’s tiny hand with her fingers. In high-pitched baby talk she said, “It looks like we’re going to need a bigger table.”
NOT THE END
ACKNOWLEDGEMENTS
I'm fortunate enough to have my own kindrily, and while they may not remember their past lives, I'm almost certain they have supernatural powers. This book wouldn't be a reality without the following beautiful souls:
Mom, my very first reader and biggest supporter. Thank you for loving my Kindrily characters almost as much as I do, and for reading (and loving) every version I wrote.
Dad, for gifting me with a magical upbringing, and gifting Maryah with her Desoto.
John, for believing in me, and going above and beyond to support me and my dreams.
Krista, look how far we've come since you read that first draft on the plane ride to Sedona. It's finally real!
Marie, you've helped this story through never-ending revisions and taught me so much along the way.
Natalie, thank you for being honest enough to tell me you originally hated Nathan. He is a much better man because of you.
Megan, I can't count all the ways you made this story (and me as a writer) so much stronger.
Alexandra, for critiquing, encouraging me, and creating my breathtaking cover.
Andrea, thank you for rolling around in rose petals and feathers until I snapped the perfect photo of you.
Sara, your critiques, advice, and support are treasured and priceless to me.
Sarah, your purple sweatshirt is magical and I'm convinced it's the reason this story was so easy to write. Sorry, but I'm never giving it back.
Steve, thank you for your everlasting faith in this story, and for creating the Kindrily website.
Ron, for helping with all my technological needs.
The Indelibles, for giving me the knowledge and courage to share this series with readers.
Ella Fitzgerald, for singing the song that inspired this story.
Sedona, (because I swear that town has a soul) thank you for being so mystical and providing the perfect home for my characters.
And to my growing family of readers. You mean the world to me and I am eternally grateful for each and every one of you.
ABOUT THE AUTHOR
Karen was born and bred in Baltimore, frolicked and froze in Colorado for a couple of years and is currently sunning and splashing around Florida with her two beloved dogs. She's addicted to coffee, chocolate, and complicated happily-ever-afters. She is a co-founder of the teen focused blog, YA Confidential, and a proud member of The Indelibles.
Other novels by Karen include Taking Back Forever (coming soon) and Tangled Tides.
Find Karen and her books online at http://www.KarenAmandaHooper.com
MESSAGE FROM THE AUTHOR
Dear Reader,
Thank you for reading Grasping at Eternity. I realize you have an almost-endless number of books to choose from, and I'm extremely grateful mine was among your selections.
Writing novels is a dream come true for me, and I can't imagine doing anything else. Storytelling is a very subjective art. For me, it's a passion. I'm a constant work in progress. (I believe every artist should be.) My craft will never be perfect, all of my books will probably bend some rules, and I'm sure I will make mistakes along the way, but I'll always try my best to create imaginative and magical worlds for you to explore.
Feel free to email me, visit my blog, chat with me on Twitter, or find me on Facebook. I love interacting with other readers, writers, and dream-chasers.
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I sincerely hope you enjoyed Maryah and Nathan's story. They still have a very long way to go. I hope you'll follow their journey in Taking Back Forever, Book 2 in The Kindrily Series.
My eternal thanks,
Karen
BOOK 2 OF THE KINDRILY SERIES
Taking Back Forever, expected to release in early 2013, will follow Maryah as she fights to restore her memories, strengthen her ability to astral travel, and discover why she erased. Harmony's search for her soul mate Gregory puts the kindrily in danger, but they'll stop at nothing to save their missing member before they lose him forever.
SNEAK PEEK
Maryah
"What do you mean?" I asked.
"The heart is a muscle," Harmony explained. "Muscles have memory. Scientists have proven that the heart retains memory function even when removed."
"I don't understand what that has to do with Gregory."
She pulled a chair in front of me and straddled it, sitting so close to me that our knees almost touched. "Imagine someone ripped your heart out of your chest and threw it in a cage. Outside the cage, vultures, rats, and coyotes circle, waiting to rip your heart apart and devour it. Worse yet, as they circle, their wicked energy surrounds the cage, tainting the pure and good soul inside. Over time your heart starts to change; it becomes evil too. Smothered by negativity, it slowly stops beating until it ceases to exist."
"So you're saying you feel like you're trapped in a cage?"
"No." She sighed. "Gregory is trapped in that cage. I have no idea where the cage is or who holds the key to unlock it. But I will find him, and I will fight to the death against any vulture, rat, or coyote who comes between us."
Nathan stood behind Harmony and gripped her shoulder. "Just give us a bit more time. Maryah will be able to help you find him. I'm certain of it."
I nodded, even though I wasn't as confident as Nathan. Plus, I was terrified of what we might find if and when I did locate Gregory.
Harmony stood and walked toward the door. "Each day that passes I know I'm one day closer to losing him forever. I can't wait any longer, I have to find him. And when I do, even if he is corrupted, even if he is no longer pure and good, I will love him and bring him back. Because as science has proven, the heart remembers." She slid her sunglasses on and smiled at me. "And you proved that the soul never forgets."
Taking Back Forever, Book 2 of The Kindrily Series
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