(19) What The Night Reveals
Considerably more than Andrew would ever have believed in the daytime. But then, who among us would? Activities while asleep are but a myth to most, legends of ghosts going about their imaginary business. Agile to a fault, passing, without blemish or bruise, through doors and windows, flying about with the greatest of ease, definitely not bumping into things like their sleepy partners in the morning.
Randy, perhaps not surprisingly, was awaiting Andrew’s appearance, having convinced himself the bedroom was not completely inappropriate for such an encounter. Besides the lady friend had advised him to do so, assuring him that she’d achieved success that way. Perhaps her goal had been a romantic assignation, she had that look in her eye as she told him, not that he let on, but he figured it could work for him. It did. Andrew stood in front of him, not in the least surprised. In fact he said Hello as if nothing untoward had occurred. Randy thanked him and apologised for his duplicity. Andrew suggested treachery was more appropriate.
Okay I know I was a shit…
But you’ve turned over a new leaf?
Yeah dying kinda does that to you.
Does it? I wouldn’t know. We’re kinda on equal terms here.
Well you got a body to go back to, I don’t.
Yeah, you could see it that way.
You think I’m wrong?
No, you’re right on the money. Maybe I’m acting out my, you know, residual resentment. Being here like this changes things but somehow doesn’t change anything.
That sounds deep.
Andrew gave way to a chuckle. Okay, you’re dead and I’m pretend dead but the feelings and desires, they’re not much different.
So you’re still pissed at me?
And you’re still unrepentant?
Randy raised his palm. Okay I get it. He saw Andrew break into a smile and nod.
You seem like an old hand at all this.
Well I am when I’m here, sort of, but when I’m back in the body I forget almost all of it and figure myself a newbie. You’ve noticed my friend that’s staying over? Randy nodded. Now he’s a pro at all this As he uttered the words Andrew realised that he was assuming Jordan was master at out of body stuff, since he was so good at all the other areas, but he’d never really met him out here, least not that he could recall. Just then he appeared beside them.
You called?
Andrew laughed and then introduced the two. Jordan this is Randy, Randy Jordan. Jordan offered his hand and they shook warmly. Then said, You’ve got a plan to execute that somehow involves us?
How’d you guess?
Read your mind my friend.
