- What?. That's impossible. I met her, i knew her.

- When did you do that Commander Rabb?

- Last Christmas Eve

- On, no, no, no. Probably you met somebody who told you it was Jenny but she died.... Jenny was very young when she passed away. She was just 55 years old.

- Have you got a picture of her?

- Yes, I have several inside. Would you like to come with me?

Harm helped her giving her cane. They went into the big house. Harm noticed the noble wood used to made the furniture and delicate Limoge porcelain.

- It's a beautiful house, Ma'am.

- It was Jenny's, Commander. She left it to me in her will. She lived here with her husband and children but they decided to move out after she was gone. I always think it's a great house for a married couple with a lot of kids playing in the ground but Jenny only had two. Here is the studio. Mmm... let me see. I found it! The old lady tried to grab the picture but it slipped from her hand and fall down to the floor.

- Don't worry. The frame is not broken- Harm said picking them both up, the picture and the frame. Harm was stunned. The woman in the picture and that one he met in the Wall was the same. But he couldn't tell Janine Calloway that fact. It also was a surprise to see that there was an envelope behind the picture and a note written with and stylish caligraphy into it.

- Mrs. Calloway. Could it be Jenny's?

- Um, yes. It's her caligraphy. How strange! Her will was read after her death. I'm going to open it. I know her husband won't be upset if i do that.

- Why would she hide it inside the frame?

- I don't know, Commander. She loved her husband and children. And she had a lot of friends who were very found of her. I can't imagine why she put this here - she talked to Harm meanwhile she was reading the little note.

- Oh Jesus!- her face looked pale.

- Mrs. Calloway! Come and sit please- Harm grabbed by her arm and help her to sit in the couch

- Are you ok?

- Yes, yes Commander. Thank you.

- Would you like a glass of water or something?

- No, thanks. I'm fine

- What happened to you?

- Read it, Commander. Read it.

Harm took the paper.

Dear Harm:

"Little Harm" a man now. I know probably you are asking yourself if this is true or just a dream. Just take it like it is. The last step of a wonderful path to be together with the person we belong lifetime after lifetime. I have followed your career and i feel so proud of you... as if you were my own son and in a certain way you were.

I've resisted contacting you for many reasons before. But, to be honest, some unexpected dimensions of my new life are eating away at any resolve I have left. I'm lonely, uncertain of my ability to live like this. I want to come home. To you aand to your father. I need to tell you... Trust... Your father...In just one day that meant a whole lifetime. But now... he's gone... waiting for us. He doesn't know ...he doesn't know...that i'm waiting for him...that we will live again.

The souls...come back together...different but always together...again and again...to learn. But love...souls mate eternal...mine was taken away from me to one war.

I'm writing this because i'm sure one day, you'll want to know about the truth. To explain what is unexplained. And if I falter or fail on this day, know there is an answer, a sacred imperishable truth, but one you may never hope to find alone. Chance meeting your perfect other, your perfect opposite - your protector and endangeror. Chance embarking with this other on the greatest of journeys a search for truths fugitive and imponderable.

If one day this chance may befall you, do not fail or falter to seize it. And if one day you should behold a miracle, as I have in you, you will learn the truth is not found in science, or on some unseen plane, but by looking into your own heart.

And in that moment you will be blessed - and stricken. For the truest truths are what hold us together, or keep us painfully, desperately apart..

Jennifer Marie Sarah Masterson

September 20,1994

- She wrote this in September 5 years ago- said Harm

- Yes, the same day she died - matter- of- factly answered Mrs. Calloway

A chill ran Harm's spine. She was gone but he was sure he has met her. "Souls mate eternal" she wrote in that letter plenty of confusing words but Harm was sure all had an explanation even if it was a mystical one.

- Commander, look at this- the surprised woman said- there is another sheet of paper. Seems to be another letter.

To Lt. Harmond Rabb Sr USN

Your eyes may have changed shade, but it cannot colour the soul behind them. We have come together in this life, this time only to meet in passing. You were taken away from me...we are always taken away...I know i'll meet you soon... You said we would able to make it if this were another life... I am scared for you, Harm. I can't think right now.

Oh God...my soul is so tired...sometimes it's so heartbreaking to wait...I told you i had loved David, it was the truth so i did when i met Michael...But you Harm...has been the pending matter...My question unanswered.I loved you a whole life in few hours. My skin recognized your skin. My lips still feel yours...Unlike anyone could think i have been a happy woman and i was lucky enough foor having a dear husband who has built his life around me. I loved him. I always will...But a woman's heart is a deep ocean of secrets and there is a place only you live and it will be empty till i meet you again....

I won't let the fate to do this anymore...We will be together...will you recognize me? Can you make me that promise?... We will live in them...always together...If they take the right decitions we will be ok...because lifetime after lifetime we have looked for each other...Don't forget...souls mate eternal...souls mate eternal...

The letter was so confusing as the last one Harm read and it was unfinished.

- It's for my father

- Then you have to give it to him

- I can't. He is dead.

Jeanine Calloway gave him an odd look.

- But then how is possible she... ?

- I don't know Mrs. Calloway. But I'm sure...I can swear...I met her this Chritsmas Eve. Jenny and my father knew each other in USS Ticonderoga in 1969.I know it because she told me so and i checked in the Navy Archive and effectively Bob Hope and his troupe were aboard when my father went down in Vietnam .

- It's a miracle then Mrs. Calloway said and put her hands in Harm's face. She was crying.

- Jenny was, Mrs. Calloway She really was- and Harm hugged the crying lady.