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The Cafe…a short story about life one earth.

round brown wooden table with french press on top with white ceramic teacup beside

“Are you visiting?” he asked, sitting down.

“I’m working,” she said.

“American.  You can always tell.  Americans all look happy.”

“Seriously?”

“Yes.  You look at people and your eyes smile.  I think I’m already in love.”

“What do you want?”

“I saw all of that in a movie.  Makes me seem as if I belong here, doesn’t it?”

“Sure.  Now WHAT do you want?”

“I want to tell you that you’re doing a great job in this lifetime.  I know it’s not easy, but this is a tough planet.  The worst of the lot, actually.  Only seasoned veterans incarnate here.  Newbies wouldn’t make it.  The shock would be too great.  All the death and violence.  Takes a certain kind of soul to make it all the way to the end.”

“What?”

“I’ve never really been in a body before.  It’s horrible.  Feel as if I’m being squeezed to death.  But I needed to talk to you.  I’ve tried your dreams but you always forget everything I tell you, so I came here, and believe me, I can’t wait to go back,” he said, looking around.

“Who are you?”

“I’m one of you spirit guides.”

“And you’ve never been to Paris before?”

“No.  I’ve never been in a body suit before.  This is my first time on earth.”

“Sure it is,” she sighed.  “Why do I attract all the crazy people,” she muttered.

“They can see your light and they are drawn to it, that’s why.”

“Right,” she said.  “People see my light.”

“Yes.  It’s pretty bright in this dark place.”

“The sun’s out.”

“Not that kind of dark,” he laughed.

“I just wanted a nice moment with a cup of coffee and a scone.  That’s not a lot to ask for, is it?”

“Not at all,” he said.  “I just had something and it was weird.  I never had earth food and I’m not sure what to think of it.”

“Why are you here?”

“To tell you that something big is going to happen and you need to prepare.”

“Okay.  Thanks for the warning.”

“Don’t you want to know what it is?”

“Not really,” she said, putting her napkin on her plate.

“In case you’re wondering, you’re going to get the promotion.  He’s going to tell you when you get back to the office.  When you go back to New York, you will be in charge of…”

“How do you know about my job?”

“I know everything about you.  You’re my charge.  I’m your guide, while you’re here.  You’re going to meet a guy named Karl.  Don’t go with him, wait for Jerry.  You’ll have two children with him and be happy.  I probably shouldn’t be telling all of this to you, especially when I only came to tell you about…”

She stood up.  “I have to go.”

“But…”

“I don’t know what game you’re playing, but I don’t have time for this.”

“Margo, your cat, just caught a mouse and is bringing into your mother’s house.  When your mother wakes up she’ll praise the cat for her hunting skills, but she’ll feel awful about the mouse.  It’s nice of her to watch Margo while you’re here.”

She sat down and sighed.  “Please tell me what you want and get it over with?”

“I’d like you to pay more attention to your dreams, or just talk to me once in awhile.  That way I’ll never have to come here again, and believe me, I don’t ever want to come here again.  All of you have serious issues and it smells funny.”

“Can you get to the point?  Please, I’m begging you.  Tell me and then go away.”

“In your new position, you’re going to have to make a decision about something important.  You have to choose the least popular option, for the sake of mankind and the planet.”

“Mankind and the planet, right.”

“You came here to do this, but you’ve been out of touch.  Your contract was all about the choice you’re going to have to make.”

“Contract?”

“Yes,” he said frowning.  “Everyone here signed a contract to do certain things before they came to earth.”

“Of course they did.”

“You don’t believe me,” he said, surprised.

“I do,” she lied.  “But I have to go, or I’ll be late.”

“Your father didn’t die of lung cancer, he killed himself, and your uncle, was your grandmother’s love child.  Your grandfather suspected, but he loved your grandmother, and he loved Todd, so he never said anything.  Your grandmother knew, he knew.  Your dog Tippy is waiting for you on the other side.  He loves you so much.  You hated dolls and kept getting them as gifts.  All you wanted were books.  Each Christmas was a disappointment, until your brother gave you an entire set of science fiction books.  You loved him so much for that,” he said smiling.  “He’s waiting for you too.  He said not to feel bad about him leaving, he’s really happy and trying his best to watch out for you, but you always were a brat.  He said to tell you he was always the favorite.  Why are you crying?”

She got up and walked away.  He followed.

“Look, I thought you’d be happy to know those things.  I didn’t want to make you sad.  You know, somewhere inside you, that none of this is real.”

“Then what is it?” she said, turning toward him.

“It’s just one of the many place you can come to raise your vibration level.  Earth is the place to do it the fastest, since it’s horrible here.  You volunteered to do this.”

“I must have been insane.”

“It probably feels that way, but you were excited about it before you left.  You’re disconnected from the source.  You’ve forgotten too much.  Ask me for help, when you go to bed, or when you have a quiet moment.  I’ll be there for you.  Cover yourself in white light and protect your inner self.  Remember, if you can.  I promise I’ll help.”

“Okay,” she said.

“Okay?” he asked.

She nodded.

“I can go, then?”

“Yes.  I’ll think of you before I go to sleep.”

“I’ll be waiting.  And you might want to call your mother and tell her you’re sorry about the mouse.”

“I will.”

He smiled, then slowly faded from sight.