Flight to Freedom (Flight Trilogy, Book 3) by Mike Coe Page B

11, 2002. He knew for a fact that never happened. There had not been a major air disaster since 9/11. If that were the case, perhaps the horror of May 29, 2003 would never happen. But how could he be certain? He couldn’t.
    “Your color looks normal now and your pulse is fine. That must have been some dream.”
    “Yeah, trust me, it was a doozy.” Ryan couldn’t explain to Keri what really caused his sudden panic attack. To her, there was no other life. She knew nothing about a crazed lunatic threatening to murder her and the children.
    The fragrance of the perfume had altered his future, not once, but twice. Interestingly, each dream regression into his past had taken him to an earlier time. First, there was his meeting with Keri in New York on April 1986—seventeen years ago. Choosing not to surrender to his lust in New York had spared him from the scars of sexual indiscretion and a son born out of wedlock.
    Then there was his confrontation with Rex in May 1983—three years before his meeting with Keri in New York. Ryan had eluded being trapped by the self-indulgent woman, Emily Anderson, when he chose not to accompany Rex on one of his escapades to pick up women.
    Those two moments had been critical junctions in his life where, in both instances, his original decisions had robbed him of many years of happiness. Because he had made different life-altering choices in both dreams, he woke to a new and much brighter reality.
    If it were possible to experience one more dream regression to the time and place of his choosing, it would be in the circular drive in front of Keri’s old home on June 23, 1974—the night she broke up with him before he left for the Naval Academy. If he could return to that night, he would be able to restore the hopes of all their dreams, but more importantly, he could ensure that the horrid events on the night of May 29, 2003, never had a chance of occurring.
    Keri checked the time. “Oh, my! We need to get ready or we’re going to be late for church. Do you feel like going?”
    “I’m fine. I’ll jump in the shower.”
    “I’ll fix us something to eat.”
    While showering, he struggled to make sense of the two dreams that had literally changed his life.
    Are the dreams connected ?
    Numbers whirled in his head; possible combinations that might lead him to a numerological association between the two dreams…anything.
    Perhaps there is a relationship between the current year and the years in which the dreams occurred .
    When he subtracted the year of his first dream encounter with Keri in New York, 1986, from the current year, 2003, the result was the number 17.
    Nothing special about the number seventeen .
    Then he subtracted the year of his second dream regression to Rex’s condo in Del Mar, California, 1983, from the current year: 2003 – 1983 = 20.
    Nothing special about the number twenty . What about the time between each dream .
    He did the math: 1986 – 1983 = 3.
    The number three is a very significant number in the Bible .
    The number three is often found to represent a period of separation, especially in the Bible: During the Creation, the earth was separated from the waters on the third day; the baby Moses was hidden in a basket for three days; Jonah spent three days in the stomach of a large fish; Jesus was missing from his mother for three days; Jesus was dead for three days before He arose on the third day.
    If the year of the second dream was three years prior to the first dream, did that mean the time for all subsequent dreams would take place in three-year intervals? If so, the next dream should take him to some event in 1980; the next to 1977; and then, finally, to 1974.
    Although the chance of another perfume-induced dream regression was beginning to sound a bit unlikely, he dismissed the impossibility and continued searching for numerical associations.
    He searched his memory for any decision he might have made during the years 1980, 1977, or 1974 that could have had