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I would have to learn to cherish it, hold fast to it, and drink freely of it. He told me to drink from the stream. I bent down and scooped up the water and drank from my hands. He said ‘Behold your great treasure. Embrace him.’ I looked up from the water straight into the face of Corey, and I knew Corey was my treasure.” Kate chanced a shy glance up into Corey’s eyes, those deep blues that held such love and affection. She lost track of everyone else, as though they were the only two in the pool. Corey touched her face and smiled. She drew a shaky breath and continued her story.
    “I held my arms open to him and saw him start toward me. Then suddenly we were standing together in this beautiful field of grain, wheat I think.” She cocked her head at Corey for confirmation. He nodded, entranced by her version of their story.
    “The voice sang over us and performed the marriage ceremony. We spoke holy vows and made…um…love.” She flushed, desire once again washed over her at the memory of her sweet treasure, her husband, Corey.
    He drew her close and kissed her with enough fire she thought the pool would start boiling.
     

     
    QUANTUM PERSPECTIVE SOURCE (QPS): COREY CHASTAIN
     
    The others looked down into the water or up at the stars, as though they had no place to file the intensity of our love.
    “Your story?” Dirk asked me after an awkward silence.
    “The same, except I stood on the boulder, he told me he had a precious gift and that she would…” I stuttered. I couldn’t bring myself to say the words that were so foreign and unbelievable. Kate couldn’t betray me the way the One said she would. “…would be mine if I chose her. I did.”
    “So you’re saying some nonexistent entity performed your wedding?” Trip growled. “That is not what I call marriage!” He spoke directly to Kate.
    She flinched as if he had slapped her. I wanted to drown him for hurting her like that, but I also felt his pain. I would have been fighting it too if Kate and Trip had come back from the Scriptorium, married. I nudged Kate over to the ladder, so we could make a hasty retreat if this got ugly.
    “It doesn’t matter, Trip!” Tara snapped. “She chose Corey. Get over it.” She climbed out of the pool, wrapped in a towel and sat on the diving board.
    Trip’s turn to appear as though he had been slapped, his face morphed through several emotions, surprise, remorse, despondency, but he didn’t say anything else. He just sulked in the darkest corner, dangling his feet into the pool.
    “Donnie, tell us about your Scriptorium.” Dirk redirected the conversation.
    I sighed. Maybe the tough part of the night trailed behind us.
    “Congratulations, by the way,” Donnie said to me and Kate. Mel halfheartedly agreed, but a look of distress passed her features.
    “Thanks, Donnie.” Kate tried to smile, but I noticed her lip quivered, uncertainly.
    I gave him a quick nod. Mel’s and Tara’s reactions baffled me. Of all the two-century jumpers, those two had kept faith with me for the return of Kate of a Thousand Years. They both stared blankly into the water and refused to look at us.
     

 
     
     

     
     
“The nature of the ‘collapse of the wave function’ is determined by our self-concept stored in the subconscious mind. Our subconscious mind is aware of the ‘many-worlds’ occurring simultaneously and chooses the reality we continue to exist in based on our self-concept.” ~ Kevin Michel, Moving Through Parallel Worlds to Achieve Your Dreams
     
    QUANTUM PERSPECTIVE SOURCE (QPS): DONNIE DUDGEON
     
    Donnie took a deep breath and submerged. He swam to the spot light, his hair fanning around him. He shot to the surface of the pool and levered his lanky frame up to sit on the edge. He wiped water from his face and cleared his throat.
    “We were here, at the village.” He hooked a thumb over his shoulder. “No one else was around except for Pops McGee.”
    “Who is Pops McGee?” Kate