Chapter 30 Rebirth

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In Loxwood Katy drove up to the farmhouse, Anthony stood waiting at the open gate, as she drove into the yard. They kissed & hugged, then Anthony led her through the sage green, stable style back door into the kitchen she, having never seen it before looked in awe at the room. "This is a lovely place Tony it's just so charming, how long have you lived here?" Katy asked as she looked around the room, whilst Anthony just finished off the supper. "Oh, I was born here, it's been in the family about 250 years I think" Anthony turned to her "this aga's about as old as the house" he added "wow that's amazing, it's beautiful she replied enthralled. He fetched the wine and poured them both a glass as they sat at the 200-year-old scrubbed pine kitchen table, that was the dominant piece of furniture in the room. "It's hard to believe that they have lasted this long" she said caressing the smoothness of the table. "Loxwood farm as it was then, used to be at the heart of the village, although I'm not sure it was a village back in the day" Anthony began "so how are you, are you sleeping? Oh are you better now? Said Anthony so quickly, he scarcely took breath, almost punch drunk in his delivery. "Whoa easy tiger, one question at a time" she laughed "well I went back to bed yesterday morning, & I didn't get up until this evening, then I slept so very well" she answered "I know" interjected Anthony surprisingly. "Me too" as he put the Salmon dish in front of her. He sat opposite her and took a sip of the Macon villages wine "mmm I love this wine its dry bouquet goes so well with this dish" he said "oh ok who do you think you are the wine critic Michael Broadbent" she chuckled he laughed and held his glass aloft and closed one eye studding it haughtily "so" he began putting on a snotty accent "tell me did you dream whilst you slept?" She giggled at him, "well if I'm right we both did" she began he nodded and bid her continue "it was so bazaar it felt really real, like I was there and so were you, but we weren't us but we were, oh I don't know" she pulled a funny face and took a drink of the wine, she then proceeded to tell him about all of the dreams she'd been having over the last month. In turn Anthony told Katy about his and they both compared notes over more wine "in the last one I had we made love...On a sarcophagus, of all places......In a tomb, I mean eww how gross" he said sheepishly, Katy took his hand and looked down at her empty plate "I had the exact same dream" she confessed. "You know" Then she looked at him a wicked glint in her eye "we could always go upstairs & make the dream a reality, I mean I bet the venue wouldn't be nearly so grubby" she sniggered "you don't need to ask me twice" he replied enthusiastically jumping up grasping her by the hand. Once in the master bedroom they kissed passionately & helped one another out of their clothes, acting like young teenagers, who had never made love, as the evening progressed a huge full moon, known as a hunter's moon, rose and began to develop a red ora around it.

The sun rose in the morning, Anthony got up looked oddly about the room, then tentatively walked through to the main bathroom, looking around nervously all the while, threw some ice cold water over his face, then looked at himself in the ornate wall mirror, he walked down stares gingerly, almost as if he were unsure of his surroundings, again he looked around and his eyes settled on the digital radio, and then widened as he picked it up, turning it over in his hands like he had never seen it before, once more he scanned the room noting the ceiling light but then through the window he saw into the courtyard and spied the gun metal Mercedes and British racing green Rav 4 parked outside, a look of complete panic set in, and he ran back upstairs taking the radio with him, where he met Katy coming out of the bedroom, "good morning my love" she said yawning & throwing her arms lovingly around his neck kissing him warmly on the lips, pulling away he said "something is wrong Ruby!!!!" Sounding really quite distressed "well really George what could possibly be wrong, I mean you're here, I'm here & we are in love" Ruby replied almost dismissing his obvious angst " THAT'S MY POINT RUBY!!" George said again raising his voice & sounding agitated "YOU'RE HERE, IN MY HOUSE, & THE SUN IS UP! ITS DAYLIGHT, AND THERES THIS" he finished handing her the radio, "oh" Ruby said as the colour drained from her face, she began studying the radio intently and similar to George she turned it over in her hands, as she did she inadvertently hit the 'on' button and it let out a scream of white noise, she jumped, screamed and dropped it, & as it landed. The loud sound of a saxophone erupted from it. Both Ruby & George leapt back clinging to one another "MAKE IT STOP, MAKE IT STOP" Ruby shouted, George picked up a chair that stood in the hall, hitting the radio repeatedly until it stopped "what kind of demon thing is it" Ruby asked a little calmer now it had been silenced but never the less still very apprehensive. "I have no idea, but more concerning is the fact that the sun is up, and you are here, you have colour & your eyes are blue "George started "forgive me Ruby but the last thing I remember was seeing you die" he finished shrugging a fearful puzzled look on his face.

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