It was nice, but I'm glad it's morning.' 'So am I.' 'I love you, Kevin.' 'I love you, Ilonka.' 'What a beautiful sight to wake up to.' He closed his eyes and sighed. Before she had fallen asleep, she had kissed him a lot. Ilonka smiled and pointed to Kevin and the bird sang some more. At the gesture the bird paused and stared quizzically at the two of them as if trying to decide which one to continue singing for. A bird sat singing on the windowsiU and Ilonka waved to it. It was warm and sweet, as if they had skipped the fall and winter in the space of one night and come to an early spring. A fresh ocean breeze played gently with the curtains, but it was not as cold as she would have expected. The sun shone in through her open window, which surprised her because she thought it had been closed when they went to bed. In the morning she awoke with Kevin lying asleep beside her. Ilonka slept the remainder of the night wrapped in the warmth of that hope. She only knew that one day she would journey to that star. THE MIDNIGHT CLUB she felt hope staring at his work, yet she did not know why. She stood at his shoulder as he worked, as if she were his personal muse, and In that light she saw Herme the angel painting a blue-white star that shone in a starry heaven. Her mixed collage of the past brightened and cast a ray over her future.

In any case, she felt relief as she pulled Kevin closer. Yet it was possible there was a connection between what had been and what now was. It was not a blade that hurt her, however, but her cancer. Ilonka stirred uneasily in her sleep and instinctively reached out for Kevin's arms, experiencing a repeat of the episode with the wizard as she felt a stab of pain in her lower abdomen. Her dreams, her nightmares, her visions-all wrapped together. Those were the last words she heard before she died.

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