The Spiritual Friend

Chapter IV

And then, the sun rose and Anna felt so tired returning to her routine. She was so worried about the dreams she had been having for days. She decided to talk with Arthur, since he had been so considerate the last time we talked and she knew he was Spiritist. "He must understand dreams," she thought.

Upon arriving at the school, she went to the teacher, but he as not there. The school the board explained that he did not come because he had to solve a health problem in the family. Anna was sad for her and for him as well.

At night, the dream was repeated and Anna had not been able to see the face of the man who always listened carefully and always knew what to say. Although, he said that they already knew, Anna not remembered him. But she felt fine in his company and finally she had found someone to talk away from all those fights that her parents still had.

The next day, Arthur returned to school and finally Anna could talk to him. She came to him in the interval time and said:

- Hi teacher, okay?

- All right, Anna. And how are you?

- I am fine. Can we have a quick chat? She asked awkwardly.

- Of course. Always. The teacher said it, being helpful.

- Teacher I have been having these dreams last week and I wonder if they have any special meaning.

- What kind of dream? He asked with some curiosity.

- I always start walking down a greenish grassland, and I always arrive at the same place. He told through insecure girl.

- What is this place? He insisted.

- It has few trees, dark wood bench and sitting on it has a man who always talks to me.

- Who is this man? He asked.

- He seems to have about thirty, but I can never see his face.

- It is curious. He said.

Anna was schocked and watched him hoping that he gave you an answer. But instead he asked:

- What is his name?

- I do not know. I never asked his name.

- And why not?

- I do not know. I guess I never paid attention to that. I always come and I will soon tell how was my day, about my problems. She said feeling selfish for never having asked for the man who always listened to his own name.

Arthur smiled and said:

- Do not beat yourself up so my dear. Something tells me you still are going to see much.

Anna looked at him astonished and asked:

- Why do you say that? Do you know him?

- No, I do not know him. I just know.