Chapter 2
Nat dropped her cup, a sudden chill making her shiver slightly.
Again.
Necklace. A star; kisses.
Her breaths short as she tried to get back to reality.
More things to add, she said as her mind came back registering her tight grip on the kitchen table.
She reached for the pen & paper she was forced to keep, notebook #2. She wrote down the memory alongside the others.
Memory, dream, whatever.
She settled back, her mind working to piece the randomness together.
There's never been a puzzle she wasn't able to crack.
Natasha suddenly got up, going out onto her quiet porch of a safe house, looking up into the milky way.
Stars, she thought, are one of the only things able to transcend time as a being.
Why did this feeling of safety eminate from them? Something beyond the regular thoughts.
"Give it time." She said to no one at all. "I'll figure this out."