Rebecca Moon and The Boy in the Bottle

Chapter 7: Visions and Dreams

"What the junk was that?" Rebecca said, unable to pull back her reaction to the story she had just heard. The two women who had just finished their story together looked at her with blank expressions. They were unsure of how she was reacting.

Ty spoke up, "Rebecca hold on, let me see." Ty turned to the two and asked his pointed questions. "Are you trying to tell us, that you had visions of her and me coming to this restaurant, for years now?"

"Yes," the older woman said.

"And that you were taught this story from your old home in China?"

"Yes."

"And you're trying to tell us, that we're the reincarnated spirits of a Gold Dragon and Phoenix, who helped create earth."

The woman seemed a little hesitant to answer, but she did, with a simple, "Yes." Ty seemed oddly calm. Sticking out his lip, he looked between everyone for their take on the situation, and he nodded his head. "Well then, I think it's time for us to go," Ty said.

Rebecca nodded. "Yep I think so," she said as she grabbed her bag and started toward the edge of the booth.

"Wait, wait, and wait!" Molly said. "Please, just let me explain." Rebecca gave her a look of impatience, but remained seated.

"My family," Molly began. "We have been waiting for this for a long time. We aren't crazy people, and we aren't going to do anything weird. It's just, my grandma says that she has seen you two, and who you really are. She knew about you showing up, and the boy in the bottle and even your cat out in the car. Can't you give us a little benefit of the doubt?"

Rebecca looked at Ty who was still closed off, but not unrelenting. She breathed heavily and looked back at the two women. "What is it that you want from us?"

The old woman turned to Molly and spoke to her in Chinese, Molly looked at the two, "I'll be right back," and then she was gone. The old woman simply stood there, looking at the two of them in awkward silence, smiling. Her eyes beamed with pride and she would nod at the two when they made eye contact, humming slightly in approval. They would smile uncomfortably at her, and hamm up a nod back at her.

The girl came back with a glass ball, breathing deeply and setting the new item on the table. The woman sat down on Ty's side of the table and moved him to the center of the table on Rebecca's left hand.

Molly stayed standing, watching as her grandma waved her hands across the glass ball. "She is going to help you; she will answer one question for you two," Molly said.

Rebecca looked around, skeptical of the whole situation, but seeing that Ty was captivated by the ball. His eyes were stern, but unmoving, his face solemn. She suddenly felt as though she should take this seriously, and she looked at the orb just in time. It suddenly glowed purple and green, small flashes and swirls reminded her of a computer screen saver.

Lost in transfixed attention, Rebecca was outside of time as if nodding off to sleep and in the twinkling in-between land of consciousness. She was suddenly brought back to the restaurant by Molly's voice. Molly calmly said, "You may ask one question. What shall it be Rebecca Moon?"

Rebecca looked at Ty, and then saw what she wanted to know the most. "How can I free Ty from the spell?" She looked at the old woman as she swirled her hands around the orb, chanting something in what Rebecca assumed was Chinese. As Rebecca looked down at the Orb, she began to see shapes cutting through the colors.

Soon flashes of what seemed like a TV screen abounded. Her mind was being tuned to the sight within the glass, and her eyes adjusted to see the wonder of the vision within her own head. The orb was only a tuner; it acted as an antenna, allowing Rebecca to see the channel that she needed to see.