‘Just once, like I told you. She doesn’t mean anything to me. It was an accident.’ I laughed. It was sharp and throaty. It wasn’t my laugh. I ...ould feel my husband wince. I tried to clasp a string of pearls around my throat. My hands wouldn’t cooperate. ‘Why did you tell me? Why now?’ I banged my open palm down on the vanity top. I decided against the pearls. ‘What do you want me to say? That I want to leave you? I don’t. I couldn’t keep it from you. I’ve never kept anything from you for. We could talk telepathically, and we'd continue to share our emotions and sensations. I packed my bags, and Josh and Nicole took me to the airport. Even with all the closeness and contact we'd have during the trip with our paranormal abilities, our goodbyes were heartfelt and tear-ladened.From 1839 until my death in 1879, I lived as a male in Denmark. The person of note associated with me for that life was my great grandfather, Bertel Thorvaldsen. He was a famous sculptor who worked in carrera. More

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