Blast from the Past

‘I wouldn’t dismiss it,’ said Marcia. ‘I’ve met a few people I believe I’ve known before. Pete, and you. I bet we’ve known each other before.’

‘You were probably her mother,’ said Pete. ‘You’re always bossing her around.’

‘Yes, that’s a very likely possibility,’ said Marcia.

I put my fingers in my ears. ‘Not listening. You really are bonkers sometimes, away with the fairies.’

Marcia laughed. ‘That’s no way to talk to your mother.’

I sighed. ‘Honestly, I’ve never heard such nonsense.’

‘I’d take on board what she told you if I were you.’

‘Marcia, you know I love you dearly, and I am quite prepared to believe that Saranya Ji passed on a message from your father, but what she told me, I think not. I bet she gives loads of people the same spiel. I reckon she clocked that I was single because I don’t wear a wedding ring then she made it all up from there. I can’t be the only woman of my age who hasn’t known lasting joy, as she put it, in my relationships.’

‘But what if she didn’t make it up? She said nothing to either of us about past lives,’ said Pete. ‘What she told me was very much about the present and about life’s purpose and lessons to be learnt.’

‘For me too,’ said Marcia. ‘But more importantly, what are you going to do about it?’

‘Do?’

‘About Billy and whoever he is this time round. What are you going to do to find him.’

‘Find him? Nothing. Oh come on, I appreciate the gift, I really do, it’s been a great experience,’ I indicated the hotel. ‘Coming here has been fabulous – the boat ride and the car, I loved it, and meeting Saranya Ji, it’s been … er, different, if a little weird. But past lives? People called Grace and Billy. I’m sorry but I don’t believe a word she said, not for a minute. She guessed I’d known some sadness. Who hasn’t? Then she made the rest up and that’s her gift – tuning into people then spinning a yarn. Obvious really.’

‘Not necessarily,’ said Marcia. ‘You have to give it a chance and try and find him. She talked to me about destiny, it being what is fated to happen, and that free will determines how you react to that fate.’

‘She also talked about the importance of keeping an open mind,’ said Pete.

‘She said that to me too,’ I said. ‘So OK, a soulmate? In what country? In what period of my life? She said I may have already met him. We could have passed each other on the street and—’

‘You were probably looking at emails on your iPhone,’ said Pete.

‘Exactly. Missed him, darn it.’

‘It’s never too late,’ said Marcia. ‘If it’s meant to be, it’s meant to be.’ She glanced at Pete for support but he just shrugged. He wouldn’t take sides. He never did.

Adita appeared by our sides. ‘Your boat is ready to take you back,’ she told us.

I stood up. ‘Great,’ I said, and prayed that Marcia would drop all talk of past lives and spirits, ‘now let’s go and enjoy our last evening.’

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