Ch. 88: Angels and Mates

CHAPTER EIGHTY-EIGHT:

Rachel~

I opened my eyes to a field surrounded by redwood trees. The sun was setting and a lovely scent, honeysuckle, wafted through the air. A flock of birds flew overhead and I continued to look around. I was in a sitting position, my legs crossed, like I had been meditating.

“Rachel, good. You’re awake,” I heard a light melodic voice say from somewhere behind me.

I turned to see a lovely middle-aged woman with long auburn hair and intense violet eyes. She was beckoning me to stand.

“I’m sorry - do I know you?” I asked her as I pushed up off from the grass.

She shook her head, “No, not really. But I know you.”

That made me raise my brow. What did that mean?

“I don’t mean to startle you..” she said, brushing imaginary dirt off the skirt of her dress. “I’ll introduce myself. I am the Archangel, Aurora.”

Huge white wings unfurled behind her as if in emphasis.

I gasped. My jaw hung there, open.

And then it hit me, one thing at a time. Vance.