The Cupid War
he wanted every bit of it.
    Caleb was silent for a few moments.
    â€œAnother time,” he said at last. “I will tell you, Fallon. I believe every Cupid has a right to know some of the details. But not just yet. I’d … rather wait for another time.”
    Fallon nodded as if he understood, which of course he did not. He could tell, however, that Caleb wished the matter dropped. That was fine by him. He could wait. After all, it didn’t seem like he was going anywhere.
    Five minutes later they arrived at the portals. They chose one, stepped through, and went back to work.

7
    L ove, as I was explaining to you before, is what keeps this world turning,” Caleb said.
    Fallon listened as he and Caleb walked through the food court at the local mall. He’d come to this mall many times before his untimely death. It had been one of Susan’s favorite things, coming here and getting a mint tea and blabbing about all of her problems.
    Fallon shook his head to clear it. Bad memories would not help him.
    â€œWe don’t trick people into falling in love, Fallon,” Caleb went on, leading him out of the rows of tables and into the mall proper. “T hat is impossible. If two people aren’t interested, or at least open to the possibility of being interested, there is nothing we can do.”
    â€œBut you make people fall in love,” Fallon said. “I saw you.”
    â€œBecause Mark was open to a love relationship with Emily in the first place,” Caleb said. “All he needed was a little boost. We provide that boost, Fallon. We help make love happen.”
    â€œSo if I were to pick just anyone,” Fallon said, gesturing around him at the shoppers, “and made them look at someone they didn’t want to be with, it wouldn’t work?”
    â€œNot necessarily,” Caleb said. “The mind does not always know what the heart wants.”
    â€œBut then how do you know?”
    â€œYou will know,” Caleb told him, “when you touch their heart. That’s where all the answers are. I know this is all very confusing,” he added, seeing the look on Fallon’s face. “It will become clear to you after you’ve gained some experience. And that is what we are here to get.”
    They arrived at a set of escalators. Fallon recognized where they were; the escalators led up to the mall’s cinema.
    â€œWe’re going to the movies?” he asked.
    â€œYes,” Caleb replied.
    â€œCool.” Fallon stepped onto the escalator.
    A moment later he realized he wasn’t moving. Looking down, Fallon saw the escalator steps rising up out of his feet like they weren’t there.
    â€œI think that now,” Caleb said without hiding his amusement, “would be an excellent time to tell you about stairs.”
    â€œYeah, why don’t you?” Fallon said, walking through the escalator railing to stand beside him.
    â€œWe are out of sync with the energy vibrations of this world,” Caleb told him. “You see that when you walk through things, as you did just now.”
    â€œYeah, I know that already.”
    â€œHowever, we need to interact with this world on some level or we couldn’t do our jobs,” Caleb said. “Look down. Your feet are firmly planted on the floor when they should sink through. Do you know why that is?”
    â€œNo idea,” Fallon said.
    â€œYou don’t sink through the floor,” Caleb said, “because you do not believe you will. That belief sends messages to your body that cause your feet to vibrate more harmoniously with the surface beneath you.”
    â€œSo if I stop believing,” Fallon said, “I’ll fall into the Earth.”
    â€œYes,” Caleb said. “But I don’t think you will. No one has, yet. Belief in the ground under one’s feet is too strong. Stairs, however, are another matter. Escalators and elevators as well. Your mind

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