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Clara Cabot leaned forward in her rocking chair, smiling. “My first day in Huntsville turned out to be quite an event. Here I had been so caught up in this divorce thing that I hadn’t even thought about having another relationship. All at once I found myself certain that Emily and I were gonna be chasing after the same man . . . and a Catholic with a bad back to boot! It was a good while before I realized God doesn’t give no never-mind about a person’s religion.”

Joan was obviously skeptical. “So Aunt Emily thought she had been with Uncle Joe before?”

“Emily didn’t have any idea why she was so attracted to this soul. It was just there. And I could never bring myself to describe what I had seen. I didn’t want to share Joe with someone else after he decided to start courtin’ me.”

The tape recorder clicked, and Joan reached over and turned the tape. When the machine was back on, she made it clear that her aunt could continue to tell the story the way she wanted to tell it.

“Okay, Clara. So, tell me about the first time you remember looking sideways.”

“Oh, I think it was something I could always do.” Clara Cabot reflected aloud, “It has been a part of my soul’s journey for as long as I can remember. And that’s a very long time, Joanie, a very, very long time indeed . . . ”