When I finally come to, the storm has blown itself over.
Big beautiful sea green eyes gaze back at me.
"Have I finally died and gone to Heaven?" I ask.
"Silly boy, as much as I would love to say yes, you still have a job to do," she teases me.
I groan. The last thing I feel like doing is sinking into the dark abyss... again! That wasn't just scary as hell. It was heart wrenching.
"So you remember everything now?" she asks.
"Unfortunately. I don't know how my soul survived being torn from you," I admit.
"It wasn't easy for me, either," she shares with a sad smile.
"But now I won't waste another second! Can you come with me to meet my friends?" I ask.
I'm not sure I want to share her with anyone, but I also know that she would be able to help me explain the situation better without the guys thinking I'm off my rocker.
"I will come with you, and I'll even let them see me," she smiles.
"Can they know who you are?" I ask suddenly nervous.
"If you wish it," she smirks.
I sigh in relief. Maybe we can do this without the guys thinking I'm crazy. And they said they wanted to meet her.
"Are you ready?" she asks.
"As ready as I'll ever be."
As much as I would love to hold her hand right now, I' don't dare. Not when the last time I touched her, it felt like the electric chair!
So, I stride down the path to the dock; Elaine gracefully keeping pace with me. I'm glad I still have my boots on, the rocks are slippery from the storm.
"All hands on deck!" I call out as I board the boat.
Immediately I hear the guys running from down below. I also hear "Are you crazy, man? You just run out into the storm like that, like a lunatic?!" growls Austin, at the same time Jordan asks "Are you okay? We were worried...." and then they stop.
And their jaws hit the deck.
"Guys, this is Elaine, and I have some explaining to do," I say.
"Damn right! I thought Elaine was some new girl you met at a bar. How the hell did she get way out here?" asks Jordan.
Elaine giggles. "You told them we met in a bar? Shame on you!" and winks at me.
"I had a feeling telling them the truth would have ended up with me in a white padded cell," I explain.
Austin looks dubious.
"The truth?" asks Jordan.
I take a deep breath.
"Guys, this is my wife... from 1955."
As expected there were shouts of disbelief and confusion. I give them both a minute or two for their tirade, but then, that's it.
"Enough!" I command.
Silence.
"I will explain this once, because we don't have a lot of time and most of it is pretty trippy. But it has everything to do with the treasure. Understand?" I ask.
They both nod their heads, but don't say a word.
"Okay, you know the story I looked up about the lighthouse?"
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The Lighthouse Siren
Mystère / ThrillerWhen the lighthouse keeper, Samuel David brings his new bride to his lighthouse home, he is asked to do the impossible. His captain orders him to carry away a cursed treasure on their wedding night. He makes a promise to return, when the unthink...
