The Sunflower and The Cashier

            “I have been here before, and yet it is different”, she tells herself, as she looks out at the snow with her headphones in and listening to the music that soothes her soul.

            “You are in the right place”, the voice tells her.

            She is thrust back in time, as if falling through the wormhole in her mind. She is back in her seat, about to lift her flute. The conductor lifts his hand, and the orchestra begins. Her mind swirls with the visions that fill her mind of the life that is to come. The music they play send chills throughout her body. As she plays her instrument, she is overwhelmed by the emotional response taking over her. Who knew one could feel this alive?

            The wormhole is spinning in her mind, strobing lights, flashing colours, visions of every important scene from her life flashing through her mind. She feels the hand on her shoulder and the hair at the back of her neck begin to lift as she is brought back to the present moment. “Now what would you have me do?” Suzanne Vega had sung. The melody that had rang through her mind was getting louder, only now it was her own voice calling.

            Two years ago, she had stood up in the church choir, when the lady she knew from line dancing, asked her if she would like to join them. She was singing the same melody with them. Only, she wasn’t reading from the music sheet in front of her, she was singing her own tune. If only they knew, they had accepted the village witch into their church.

            The dream she had as a child, of the angel singing without a mouth, begins to make more sense. She had been seven years old when she slept walked into the living room. The full moon glowing through the window in the wooden cottage seemed to beckon for her. The angel in her dream had stood out and called her.

            She looks out her window to bring her back to Earth, noticing that the snow has calmed down. She turns around to see the dog curled up on the bed. He is fast asleep now, but he had listened to her talk about her worries and concerns about life and gave her a reassuring stare and the love she needed.