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.“I’m so sorry.I’m sorry, Grace.”“Why does my chest hurt so bad?”She looked right at him.The explanations he was giving were important, yes, but this felt more pressing.It was excruciating.“Oh Grace, it happens sometimes with a traumatic transference.You had a pretty rough exit.You were hit by a truck, head-on.Sometimes people hang on to the pain of a last moment, when it’s particularly bad.It’ll go away.We just need to get you moving through the process.”Hit by a truck? She was hit by a truck? Flashbacks to her final moments came on with marked brutality.She was buying her dress for the dance.She was going to answer Luke’s texts.And then the full force of it struck her with unmerciful fury.Luke.Luke.No.No.No.It wasn’t the truck.It wasn’t the truck.Her heart hurt.Her heart was being crushed with the force of a million trucks.Luke.Luke.Oh my God.Oh my God.I left him.I left him.“It’s not the accident, Gabe.It’s not the accident.It’s Luke.I can’t be here if he’s there.I just can’t be.I can’t.”Was this heaven? There was no way.You weren’t supposed to feel pain in heaven.He didn’t try to convince her otherwise.That was okay.She could see it like that for now.Intense, lingering attachments did occur from time to time.“Well then Grace, it might be your attachment to Luke that’s bringing this on.Sometimes a person hangs on so tight that they take the pain with them.But this is temporary and the sooner we get things going, the sooner it’ll be gone.”She tried to settle down.The white walls were expanding in again, stroking her reassuringly.At first she let them.It did bring some relief.But then she actually swatted at them to leave her alone.“I’m not ready to graduate.”Gabe smiled again.And it was completely impossible to be upset with him when he did that.“You just got here.This is the hardest part.But trust me, everything is going to be wonderful.You are ready to be here.You’ve been through this thousands of times.More than thousands.”She looked at him in disbelief.She didn’t remember that, either.“We’ll get to that,” he went on.“Think of me as your counselor, Grace.I’ve been your counselor for a really, really long time.I know you pretty well.You’ve got tenacity and intelligence.You’re an advanced soul, Grace.”She listened.She really was trying.But in truth, he had just a sliver of her attention.Luke.Luke.“Let me just go through a quick review, so you’ll know what to expect.I’ll get you checked in.Then you’ll have your assessment.”“Assessment?”“Yeah, it sounds like a medical procedure or a test, but it really isn’t.You’ll go to the assessment hall and a panel of counselors will sit with you and go over a review of your life.Don’t worry, it’s not a judgment.Nobody’s going to nitpick every little mistake.An assessment just tells us what level you’re at.And during the assessment, you’ll be able to review your other lives too, all if it demonstrating how and why you’ve gotten here today.The panel will answer any questions you have and they’ll help you understand why it was your time to come and why Luke isn’t ready.That pain in your chest will go away.And you’ll move on.Trust me, you will.After your assessment, you’ll have a retreat.A retreat allows you to take a break from all of this.A break from every lesson and challenge, every heartbreak and difficulty.You’ll reunite with old friends who can’t wait to see you again.Everyone loves the retreat.You will, too.And during your retreat, it’ll become even more clear why you’ve got a different path than Luke.”She nodded, just to show she was listening.She believed him, every word.She would move on and they’d make her forget.There were others here that Gabe promised were old friends.She just didn’t understand it all right now, because she hadn’t had her assessment.She got it.It did make sense.But she didn’t want it.“Why can’t you just tell me everything right now? Why can’t I wait for Luke right here?”“Luke is on another level.We don’t think of it as above or below really, but he’s just not as far along as you.It’s hard to accept right now, but you need to let him go, so that he can have his chance, too.He’s got his own circle of friends.He’ll be okay.”She could not fully enunciate to Gabe the true magnitude of the pain, but he could see it on her face.“Grace, we need to get you going here.I want you to have some relief.”“No.”“No? Come on now.I know it’s hard.I really know you, Grace.I know it’s tough.You’re advanced.You love with great intensity.But you’re carrying too much pain here.We need to help you get through this.”“No.”She was stubborn, this girl.She always had been.But not quite like this.Grace stood up, just to see if it would help the pain.She forced herself to breathe slowly and then wondered aloud, “Am I breathing? Is that what I’m doing? Is this air?”“Not exactly.You feel like you’re still breathing, but you aren’t.It’s residual.The pain is residual.If you’d just let me help you move forward, you’d get an explanation, and relief.”Okay, it was residual.Still, she kept trying, breathing slowly in and out.Standing wasn’t helping.She sat down again.There was a bowling ball in her chest.That was the only way to quantify it.A bowling ball of brokenness.Now she knew why her heart had hurt so badly sometimes on Earth.She was holding on to so much fear that it was too good to be true.And that fear brought the pain.The intense, enormous, horrific pain.Everything in her, every scrap of wisdom was screaming at her, “Go get your assessment!”But her heart, swollen with grief was speaking, too.“No.” Over and over and over again.“No.”For a time, she totally zoned out on Gabe, although the word continued flowing from her lips.“No.No.No.No.No [ Pobierz całość w formacie PDF ]

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