To Stand Beside Her

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Author: B. Kristin McMichael
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garden. “Child, do you know why anywhere you go there is always someone there to help you if you get into trouble?” Gabor motioned for her to sit beside him. G uarded Leila moved closer and sat down. Gabor continued, “You are special. To the trained eye, you are an easy one to spot. The aura around you is pure white, and it does not change. Most people’s auras are different shades of color, and they change depending on the purity of their action. Yours, though, does not. When people come in contact with you, their aura becomes whiter in color to match yours. You have the power to change the world. ”
    “Then, you will help me leave?” Leila asked.
    “I would not turn you down, but first I must ask you,” Gabor paused to look her in the eyes. “How long will you run? You continue to punish yourself with these incredibly hard missions time and time again, but that will not bring him back. Is it not about time you stopped running?”
    Leila was tempted to look away. How did this man know everything about her? It had been four years since Erich died saving her, and yet it was a hard subject for Leila to hear spoken aloud. Had she been better at what she did, Erich would not have died trying to save her from a jail .
    “I am not running,” she lied, responding to his question.
    “Just like you, child, I can tell when a person lies,” the old man moved to pat her shoulder. Leila quickly stood up before he could touch her. Her quick movement caught the old man off guard. “You can lie to me, but how long can your continue to lie to your heart?” He motioned for her to sit back down. “I have no desire to read your future; I already know what it is.”
    But how? I did well not to come into contact with him . Leila examined herself to see if she could remember any part touching him.
    “I know what can become of you. If only you,” Gabor started.
    “I do not wish to know my future,” Leila said harshly. “I only wish to know where my friend is being kept , and then we can be on our way home. Thank you for your explanation o f everything , b ut now it is time for me to be on my way.” Leila did not like talking about herself, especially with a stranger.
    Gabor slowly stood and walked to the door. He gave three knocks and the door opened. Anatolio stood before Gabor and bowed his head. “She wishes to be taken to the jail that is housing her friend Kay.” Anatolio nodded and walked back over to Leila.
    “Child, don’t let your heart grow cold. The immense power you have in your innocence can be amplified a hundred times if you let yourself love again. Erich is gone. It is not your fault. You may think you are alone in your pain, but there is another in just as much pain from being without love . I just hope that the day you see him you can recognize that you are not alone.” Gabor smiled kindly at Leila. Anatolio moved behind her and grabbed her arms.
    “I thought you were not keeping me here,” Leila asked suspiciously.
    “I am not, but in order for you to be brought into the jail, you must be a captive. No one apart from the king can walk into the jail with a guest and demand to see someone being held there,” Gabor explained. “Anatolio will take you there and put you with your friend, but that is all he is allowed to do. Jail will give you some time to think over everything we talked about , ” Gabor said as he smiled at her . “ M ay we meet again, child.”
    Anatolio pushed gently on her arms to force her to begin walking. This time around Leila did not test his resolve. He would take her to exactly where she wanted to be. Leila took no notice, though, of the change in her guard’s mood which was now more gentle . She was caught up in her own thoughts.
    Why did he tell me these things? What does he know of my future? Can I really be happy again without Erich? Leila questioned herself. She tried to get their conversation out of her head. I need to focus. Plan an escape. What does it mean? Leila

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