They say no two people were ever more in love than Lisa Turner and Darius Prince. Soul Mates, they called them, lovers together forever. Long before he had received the gift to do the things he did with his mind, this fine young man was spending most of his time with her. Every moment of the day was filled with Lisa and her nightingale voice. As soon as he got home, he was on the phone. His mother Natalie, came to regard her as he own daughter; and yes, they ate dinner together a lot.
Soon after they met, Lisa discovered he could do extraordinary things with his mind. He was Spirit, roaming about the planet from place to place, and then next, galavanting with Gana, his mentor half way across the universe.
All he had to do was think about something, see it in his mind's eye, and it was done; just like the long stemmed red rose that materialized suddenly in her front yard on top of two feet of snow in the dead of winter. Of course he did not have to be present, but he wanted to. He merely spoke her name, she came to the window. He watched briefly as her eyes riveted on the flower below, then looked up, searching for a glimpse of her lover. He was gone in an instant, without as much as a footprint left behind in the snow. Yet, she stood there a moment with the rose in her hand.
On school nights, if Lisa was alone studying, he saw what she had been reading, and instantly knew the contents of the book from cover to cover. Most times though, she welcomed his breathtaking intrusions. Their minds would merge, and they would appear in Australia, playing with the kangaroos or in some other exotic place. It was just the two of them moving about unseen, if they chose, among crowded streets, or alone on quiet Hawaiian beach...