Asa'el

Conversations about Curiosity

It did not take as long as I thought for Lauren to seek Jonathan out. She was not overly concerned about what he said at first, but last night it did occur to her that the incident Jonathan mentioned might repeat itself.  She thought that if it did happen again, Tucker might get into trouble, and that thought worried her enough that this morning, she left her house and headed straight downtown to find Jonathan’s shop. He was just about…

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Watching the Game

I am not quite certain whether I have succeeded or not.  If only it were easier to read this man! For the entire first half of the soccer game, he sat watching quietly, no sign of excitement on his face at any point, not even when the would-be thief—whose name is Tucker—managed to block a shot at the goal when the keeper failed to catch it.[1]  He watched carefully, except in moments of time-out, at which point he pulled out…

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Pain in the Past, Plans for the Future

Sometimes hard news takes time to reconcile in one’s heart.  Myrtle has spent these past few days at home, canceling her classes and refusing any invitations to go out.  Jaquinn has spent most of those days with her, and though she goes through periods of trying to shut him out, she is glad that he is there.  He is a support to her spirit. She is doing better now.  Between Jaquinn and myself, we managed to convince her that her…

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Hard Questions Have Hard Answers

Something I have been waiting for many days now has finally happened. Myrtle and Darron have been communicating regularly for a while now, both by text and the occasional phone call.  It was this last that happened just a few hours ago; Myrtle is planning a trip to visit him, and she needed to speak to him to get together the details.  After they had settled these details, though, she did not hang up.  They spoke for a while about…

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Easy Forgiveness

Jonathan Harris is a puzzle to me. I have been watching him for days, and I thought I understood who he is: a simple man, a quiet man, unimaginative, but good at heart.  Today, however, he did something that did not fit with my picture of him. Jonathan rarely goes out of his way for anyone.  He follows his own schedule, stays to his own places, and talks to as few people as possible.  He is a good person because…

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The First Happy Ending

Today was a blessed day. It dawned warm and clear, without a cloud in the sky.  A cool breeze was blowing, and in the small park chosen for the site of the ceremony, the dew glittered on the emerald grass.  This was the view that Tammy opened her eyes to, and she felt a thrill remembering what day it was.  It was the same for Lamarr, who had been awake earlier to see the sun rise, and he set about…

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A Simple Man

Danit was correct in that this charge will be challenging. Jonathan Harris is a simple man.  He owns a small store that his father opened many years ago, selling wine, cheese, bread, and other small, fine things.  Jonathan took over the business when his parents retired to the south, and has been running it for three years now.  It was what he always expected to do, growing up in Standish.  Everyone in the town knows him, and they like him…

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News

I have spent much of the past days looking after Tammy and Lamarr, for multiple reasons.  Their wedding is now only a week away, and there are many pressures and stresses on both of them even amid the happiness of this time.  I have been much called upon to offer patience and peace, and glad to be able to give it.  Too, Tammy is still grieving, and I have been much in communication with her Comforter, Beriah.  We hope to…

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Trustworthy

What a night this has been!  I have so much to tell you, so let me not waste any time.  In my last entry, I inferred that I had a plan to put into action.  I did so this afternoon, with the help of a few of my seniors, whom I thank most fervently for their trust. I was standing in Ramona’s bedroom as she agonized over what to wear—the obsession that human women have with their appearance wounds me…

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A Day of Mothers

This day is a special one in my assigned portion of the Garden.  Each year the humans choose a day in spring to celebrate their mothers.  With gifts, cards, flowers, and kind thoughts they turn to the women who gave birth to them, who raised them, who took them into their hearts.  It is a joy to see. I visited Lamarr and Tammy first, worried that this first celebration without Tammy’s mother would bring pain to her heart.  She did…

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