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to keep meeting with
you until you trusted me enough to follow me.”
    “I see.”
    “I would think that the best plan would
have been to tie you up and get you to Melana as quickly as
possible.” He laughed at the look on my face. “I’m
kidding.”
    “Oh.”
    “What were you and the bird arguing
about? You said something along the lines of ‘you know that doesn’t
happen’.” I looked up at him when he didn’t answer. I was surprised
to see he looked embarrassed.
    He looked at Dodge. “Well, you see,
everyone knew you were coming back. But you’ve been gone for
twenty-three years. You were just a baby. So no one knew what you
would look like.” He paused, unsure if he should go on. When he
did, it was like he was talking to himself. His voice was so soft I
could barely hear it. “But I knew. It doesn’t make sense.” He
stopped again.
    “The bird?” I pushed.
    “She said we must have been
fated.”
    I was lost. I was looking at him so
hard I tripped over a stump. Before I could fall he managed to pull
me up. I stumbled again and fell into him. When I looked up,
embarrassed, I was shocked by the look on his face. It was almost
like he was in pain. He had both my hands in his, his voice barely
a whisper.
    “It’s never happened. Not that I’ve
heard of. Everyone is fated to their own kind. And yet I saw you.
Have been seeing you for years...” His voice trailed
off.
    I couldn’t look away from his eyes. The
confusion was still there, but the pain had dimmed a bit. He seemed
to make up his mind about something.
    “There is one way to be sure,” he
whispered. He tilted my chin up with his fingers, his thumb lightly
running along my bottom lip. I felt like an electric current was
coursing through my body. He lowered his head down, his lips
pausing less than an inch from mine.
    I hadn’t realized I had closed my eyes
until I felt his forehead touch mine.
    He exhaled slowly.
    “You’re right. That would be selfish.”
He kept his head against mine.
    It was my turn to be annoyed with my
horse. I wanted to say, “who cares what the horse thinks!” Instead,
I asked, “why?” It was barely a whisper.
    He didn’t move, his head on mine, my
face still in his hands. “If two people are fated, they know of
each other through dreams. Every night,” he pulled away and looked
at me with eyes that burned, “I dream of you.”
    I felt like jello in his arms. He put
his forehead back on mine. “Once you find the one you are fated
with, a kiss seals the bond. From that day on, you live for each
other. At first it is very hard to do anything other than be with
that person. But as time goes by, you get back to life, but never
alone again.”
    That didn’t sound so bad. Spending
every minute like this with him. To feel what I saw
    in Tara and Shaynna’s eyes. I sighed. I
was pretty sure I could handle that. But I was also a bit
disappointed, though it was a stupid feeling to have. I had just
met the man. I was glad we were still connected at the forehead so
he couldn’t see my face. I wasn’t sure I wanted to know the answer,
but I asked anyway.
    “And you don’t want to kiss me in case
that happens?”
    I must have done a terrible job of
keeping how I felt out of my voice. He pulled away, his eyes wide
with shock.
    “More than anything! Do you know how
hard it was for me not to run down that hill the first time I saw
you? Or again in the meadow? Or now?” His voice was husky as he
continued. “This is supposed to be the best moment of a being’s
life and yet I must deny it for the well-being of everyone else. I
have finally found you and I can’t do a bloody thing about
it!”
    It was getting harder and harder not to
wrap my arms around his neck and pull him down to me.
    His voice was just a whisper. “You are
meant for greater things. You are the one we’ve all been waiting
for. If we are fated and I were to kiss you, your life would
gravitate towards me and everything else would be lost.”
    He