The flight home after the ceremony was without concern and as the plane landed in Singapore, she heaved a sigh of relief.It had been wracking her none-stop since her first day in Ottawa studying nursing."All that was in the past,Natalie"! she scolded herself as her exasperation made itself known.

A quick fix meant a homemade bubble bath and a fine dining, which never failed to liven up her spirits.

Stopping off at a supermarket, Natalie decided to go with simple spaghetti and a tub of chocolate ice-cream for a light springy flavour to wash down the spaghetti.As she made for the cashier, her eyes fell upon a wine storage cellar and she giggled.She hadnt had her virgin drink yet, and curosity was getting the better of her, since she had passed the legal age last year.
Satisfied, she paid for the items and wearily trudged to the taxi-stand.Home at last.

Her parents were very open, and she had an apartment to herself, which was funded through half her savings and half which her dad loaned her. It was a last gift to her before they died tragically in a skiing accident two years ago in Switzerland.All she had left was her twin sister, who was married and living with her husband.
Reaching her apartment, she unlocked the door and plopped onto the sofa promptly, as the jet-lag overwhelmed her.
**
The loud chatter of his friends buzzing in the car bothered him.Although he had opened up quite a bit, it was not yet and coupled with the rowdy nature of the group, he kept to himself,unsure of what to say.As the car careened down the lane, he leant against the window, as he found himself captivated by the picturesque starry night.It was three years since the fateful meeting.Where was she? What was she doing now?
The question was never answered, for a oncoming lorry edged out of its lane, its driver slumped on the wheel as the runaway behemoth headed for them, and the guy knew no more as the first sickening crunch of metal against metal threw him against the dashboard , blood splattering over the windscreen.
Natalie tossed and turned as her fitful nightmare came to haunt her again.Twice, she had a premonition of a car crash, which was fairly unusual, and as she jolted from the sofa, bathed in cold sweat, she tried to dismiss the dream as a nightmare.She felt something very wrong but could not place it one what it was.She strode over to the toilet.As she bent over the tap, splashing water onto her face, she suddenly felt someone watching her.Feeling something wrong, she looked up and gasped at the reflection of the cold,dusty mirror.
