A Lawn Chair Short Story

          Every day, for the the last 30 days or so I have seen you sitting in your lawn chair no matter where I go or what I do. I watched you for twelve hours hours one day. You never moved, never got up, never ate anything. You just sat there. The most movement was one time you cocked your head slightly to the right as if listening to something, then a slight smile, as if you knew what had happened.

          It did not matter where I went, what path I took, you and that chair were always somewhere along my chosen path. I even stayed at home for a couple of those days, yet when I would look out my window there you were. You and that lawn chair of yours as if there was nothing in the world that concerned you. As if you had nothing to do other than to sit and watch the day go by.

          Now here I am on a hike in the middle of the woods, and you are here. Why? You can not be following me, because you are always there already. No one knew I was going to go for a walk here through this woodland path. I have no phone with me so I know no one is tracking me through it, I have no electronics on me at all, no known method for my movements to be known.

          Who are you that I keep seeing you, and who is your friend that just showed up out of nowhere? I have seen him before one week ago, when you cocked your head, he showed up a little after that, then both of you looked in my direction. I went to get a second coffee, and he was gone when I came back, and you were back to just sitting and watching everything.

          “I did not believe you at first, now there is no doubt about it. What do you think it means? Two seers in the same general area at the same general time? They should not have seen us. Mine got scared by something, she ran into the street and got hit by a bus. I wonder what happened to her afterward? It was just after that when you called me to show him to me, wasn’t it?” Jolo Lo stated, asked of his friend Milan O’han.

          “She survives, she is still in the hospital recovering from her injuries. This is indeed an unusual situation. We were sent to find a seer, and now we have two, and something is not right. They still should not have been able to ‘see’ us”. Milan stated.

          U-hmm, excuse me, I not only see you, but I can hear you also. So, what are two, apparently invisible people, doing talking about me in the middle of nowhere? Apparently invisible because I asked on a couple of occasions if others could see you, they both looked at me as if I was nuts, so I stopped asking people about you.

          Now we are out here, no one else is around and I can talk to you and people will not think I am nuts talking to myself. So time for some answers.