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Emma Hill
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Beschreibung
"e;In every life there will be a twist that cannot be humanly foreseen. This was mine and I had to reach out and follow the instincts that were bound to keep me alive...."e;One man's vacation turns into the challenge of a lifetime when out of tragedy, something more powerful becomes the faade of his existence. "e;You need to forget about that time in your life, honey. Those memories will only every cause you pain."e; She pulled her withered old hands away from the illuminated ball and rested them on mine. I pursed my lips as I responded. "e;I can never forget about something that you say is impossible, while there are loose ends untied in my heart. This 'new life' that I have pitifully attempted to create is surreal because I'm only hiding from my past."e;I pleaded so desperately that the tears escaped from my eyes. "e;That's because you're still holding onto a small thread of hope that will someday form a string that will take you back to where you really want to be."e; She peered into my eyes and I felt myself sink further into the chair. "e;It's too dangerous for you to go back there and you know that. Silly girl."e;She shook her head and smiled sympathetically at me, a dimple in her cheek appearing. "e;Is he alive?"e; I tightened my grip on her hands. "e;Please, it's all I need to know."e;My eyes burnt harshly as the question escaped from my lips. "e;You know I won't say that, I don't want to be the one who you blame if my visions are wrong."e; She rubbed the top of my hand with her thumb and her eyes sharpened. "e;What does your heart tell you honey?"e;"e;It's telling me yes."e; I pleaded again. She leaned back in her ruffled chair and looked at me more intently than she had ever done before. "e;Well then, how does the old saying go?"e; She squeezed my hands tightly and then steadily met my gaze, waiting for my answer. My mouth didn't move as I leant closer and for a moment, I could almost feel the energy pulsating from her. "e;Always believe your heart enough to trust that it's correct."e;Inside every heart and soul is a story that's waiting to be told...
