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“That’s my home,” I finally say. “Where I lived my entire life.”
“I don’t understand,” she says as she joins me.
“No, I don’t suppose you do.” I turn to face her. “Makayla, I’m not who you think I am.”
She takes a step back, uncertainty tainting her expression. “What do you mean?”
If I’m going to break the rules, it’s now or never.
“I’m from another time, another place.”
She narrows her eyes. “Explain, please.”
I nod at the picture. “I lived there back in the nine hundreds, with my wife, Mea.”
Her entire body stiffens. “But that would… No, that’s not possible.”
“Our village was raided by Vikings, and I died trying to protect Mea, but she also died.”
“Are you… That would mean you’re dead,” she says unnecessarily.
“Yes.”
“But you’re standing right in front of me.”
“Growing up, you believed all the stories your mom told you, right?”
Makayla looks at me suspiciously. “Yes.”
“Then is it such a stretch that I’m telling you the truth?”
* * *
Makayla
You can trust him,Makayla.
A voice rushes through my ears as a sense of calm washes over me. What Viking is telling me is extraordinary, but how can I deny the overwhelming desire to believe him?
He’d never hurt you. It will all be okay.
“You’re dead?” I ask, needing him to say it again.
“Yes, technically.”
I flatten my palm against his chest, needing to feel for myself. His heart beats wildly, and I yank my hand back, startled.
“You have a heartbeat.”
“Yes, I do. Here in the human world,” he admits. “But back home, it does not beat.”
“And home is where exactly?”
“Valhalla.”
He’s telling you the truth.
The voice in my head won’t quit, won’t let me believe anything other than what Viking tells me.
