Giddeon (Silver Strand Series)

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Author: G.B. Brulte
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the clouds behind him provided the perfect contrast that was needed for me to visualize the phenomenon.
     
    I didn’t tell you about that, yet, did I?   Another thing, other than my sense of smell, that I had brought back with me.   It was something that I had been able to do, on occasion, since I came out of the coma.   See auras, that is.
     
    Not always.   Just sometimes and with certain people.   Different colors with different folks, and sometimes the colors change with their moods.   Red for angry; blue for calm and purpose.   Green when connected with nature and the world.   Yellow and pink when happy or tickled… Giddy radiated that a lot… white for love.   Melody always has traces of white… along with beautiful blues and a plethora of other pastel hues.   The auras are usually easier to see when I am tired, and I wonder sometimes if it’s just a function of retinal fatigue.   But, that day, I was quite awake having had two cups of coffee, earlier.
     
    “We’re so glad to meet you,” said Melody.
     
    “The pleasure is all mine,” responded Dr. Ho.
     
    Gid began blowing spit bubbles and let out a squeal that went out of our register and into the auditory realm of dolphins and dogs.
     
    “Not all of it,” I laughed.   “Looks like Giddy is happy to meet you, too.”
     
    “He’s a cutie,” said Kevin.   “My wife is pregnant with our first.”
     
    Melody lit up much like Giddy, upon hearing that news.   Her aura changed to a deep emerald with streaks of oscillating alabaster and yellow embedded in the emanation.   “Oh, you must be so excited!   When’s the due date?”
     
    The waiter came out with our drinks… three Blue Hawaiians… and menus.   We told him it would be a few minutes before we ordered.   He left, and Kevin said, “Exactly two months from today… August 21st.”
     
    “Boy or a girl?” we both asked at the same time.
     
    Kevin Ho shook his head.   “I don’t know… we want it to be a surprise.”
     
    Melody clapped her hands, and Giddy imitated the motions.   “That makes it even more exciting!   And, what a beautiful place to start a family… we love Hawaii .”
     
    The scientist smiled, and his face seemed accustomed to the expression.   “So do we… I don’t think I could live anywhere else.   Having the observatory here is pretty much perfect, to top it all off.”   He motioned to the ocean and glanced around at the scenery before turning back to us.   “So… how did you two get so interested in Astronomy?   Not a lot of publications dedicated to the subject.”
     
    “Well…” I began, but then Melody interrupted.
     
    “Before we answer that, I want to show you something.”   She reached down and pulled an iPad out of her bag, which was next to her chair, and set it on the table.   After pressing a few icons, she turned the tablet to Dr. Ho.
     
    “Do you recognize this?” my beautiful wife asked.
     
    Giddy leaned over as if he wanted to look, too.  
     

     
    *****
     

     
    On the screen, the YouTube video of me and my bare backside rolling down the aisle of the Catholic church came to life.   Kevin watched with curiosity as Melody, on the iPad’s display, cradled my head in her hands.   Then, we witnessed Father McCreely fainting dead away.   As the silent clip was playing, I saw Dr. Ho look to Melody, then to me, and then back to the screen.  
     
    Realization dawned on him like the Hawaiian sun, and I could have sworn that I saw just the faintest outline of Giddeon over his shoulder.   I think my subconscious had on a gaudy shirt and sunglasses.   Little Gid blew another spit bubble and reached out in that direction.   Kevin finished watching the clip and leaned back in his chair.
     
    “You’re not starting a magazine, are you?”
     
    Melody, shook her head.
     
    The astronomer nodded and was silent for a moment.   Then, “You’re the couple that got married… after you,” he looked in my

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