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I paced back and forth across the room, running my hands through my hair, and opening and closing my mouth. Lucas sat on the couch, he would try to say something, and all I could do was raise my hand to stop him. Each time I looked at him, I saw the past. I saw our first kiss in the high school bleachers, the way he pushed my red hair out of his way to look into my eyes. I saw the rain on our wedding day, and the dance we shared as it poured down over us. I saw the hurt in his eyes, when we got the news that the baby was stillborn. I saw the pain that he felt when I told him, there would be no way we could ever have babies. I saw his determination to go up the ranks in his career. I saw this every time I looked at him. It was like a waking dream. Yet he sat there on my couch, watching me pace around like a caged lion.

“Sam, you are going to walk a hole in the floor.” Lucas looked at me, and I stopped. My heart was racing, my breath was even though. I reached out for his hand, he took mine. I trembled slightly. I looked at him, in a different light, through different eyes. Not the eyes of the woman who loved him, but through the eyes of the woman who hated him. I hated him for leaving me. I hated him for not being here this past year. I hated him for coming back to me now, when I had already moved forward.

“Lucas Ray Wilkinson! What the hell is going on?!? You tell me you shook some strangers hand and wound up in a white padded room, in the middle of a lush valley with a metal chair in it, with nothing but glorified pajamas on, and expect me to believe it. You walked out on me, you walked away, and you didn’t come back. I thought you were dead, at the bottom of the bay. I mourned you for the last 12 months. I burned our damned house to the ground, and they still wouldn’t put me away!! I walked away from the fantastic life I had, and squirreled myself away here in a log cabin in the mountains. MOUNTAINS!! You know I hate mountains!! Why? Why? Why?” I was screaming as loud as I possibly could. It felt good. Lucas just stood there, with this stunned look on his face.

“How did you know it was in a lush valley?” That stopped me cold in my tracks.

“What? What do you mean?”

“You said that I was in a white padded room in a lush valley. I never told you that. How did you know?”

I stammered, and sputtered a little. “I had a dream about it last night. It was a glass room, though. I had to use the chair to break out. You were in the valley below me. You kept trying to get me to come to you. I couldn’t reach you.” The tears flowed from my eyes. I sat down right where I was, in the middle of the living room floor. I looked up at Lucas, he stared back at me.

That’s when the pain hit me. It was sharp and intense, right through the temple. It felt like a piece of frozen steel being shoved through the side of my head. I screamed. My eyes bulged. Then blackness.

(to be continued)