title: Daniel: Understanding the Dreams and Visions by Charlene Fortsch (2006-01-01)
author: Charlene Fortsch
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zlib_text: Kaitlin’s Message
  
  
  
  
  
  ARTHUR TELLING
  
    
  
  Copyright (C) 2011, 2014 Arthur Telling
  
  All rights reserved.
  
  ISBN-13: 978-1497567580
  
  ISBN-10: 1497567580
  
  
  
    
  
  DEDICATION
  
  
  
  
  
  To Bella
  
    
  
  
  
    
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  1 ~ BESIEGED BELIEF
  
  
  
  
  
  “This place always gives me the creeps,” Kaitlin said as she parked her car
  along Dwight Way at Telegraph. An eerie feeling came over Robert. He was
  remembering the final remnants of a dream he had experienced that morning, an
  image of Kaitlin hanging from a Cross, crucified upside down. He had gazed at
  it, running his eyes across and down, and was seeing it once again, here in
  his imagination; her slender legs spread wide apart, arms stretched tight down
  below her head, golden blond hair dangling from head to hands below, despair
  and ecstasy upon her face, eyes pleading – let me live, let me feel . “Yeah,
  creepy,” Robert whispered, lowering his eyes down toward the floor of
  Kaitlin’s car, wondering if this strange morning vision was indicative of his
  private