I have been awarded a sabbath. One week to spend on Earth, time that I can fill with whatever I choose. It began as soon as I gave my consent to the ending of all my assignments. My last sabbath I used to explore the world and all its beauties. This one, I have been more concerned with the people I have come to know. I have said my goodbyes to my charges. I visited Hannah, Jack, and Lily over…
I had all but given up on seeing Anteros, but this evening, when I went down to visit Freya, I found him there, standing in her living room not far from where she had dozed off on her sofa. I was so astonished that I forgot to greet him and said rather stupidly, “She will have strange dreams with you here.” He smiled at me. “She will have no dreams, but will wake feeling rested and refreshed.” I remembered my…
It has been so long since an angel has challenged the decision of a senior that I had to ask fourteen different brothers and sisters before I found someone who knew. But I have done it. I have appealed the decision to end my time with Freya, requesting the consideration of Anteros himself. Danit is distressed by this, and Zezette is angry, but I think neither one of them is surprised. How could they be? And I find myself by…
They want to take me off Freya’s case. I am sorry to be blunt, but I can think of no clever opening for this post. I can only say what has been screaming in my mind ever since Danit first said it. Well, perhaps not that long, because I did not understand at first. Danit met with me to discuss my charges, and she told me that she felt it was time for a fresh start. “They are all in…
Things have been quiet lately for me. There have been several days lately where I have found myself looking around for work to be done. All but one of my charges have been so happy lately that they have little need of me—which is a marvelous problem to have, but it can be a problem. Hannah and Jack are beginning to plan their wedding—they’ve settled on a date next year, in the fall. Lily has made them promise that they…
It is strange that Allen, who spends his days talking about money, would have such difficulty with this conversation. He’s put it off for several days now, until I simply had to put my foot down today. But then, it is harder when it is one’s own money, and harder still when hearts are involved. “So is something on your mind?” Megan asked him this evening over dinner. She was smiling, because she knew very well he has been wrestling…
Freya met with Archer this afternoon for coffee, and as soon as she saw him, she knew that something had changed. Maybe it was the way in which he wouldn’t quite hold her eye, or the way he kissed her cheek without the slightest nervousness, but by the time they had settled into their seats across from one another, her doubts were gone. “So,” she said, raising her eyebrows at him. “What’s going on?” His cheeks flushed, and he looked…
Lewis was a bit down today after his shift at the coffeeshop. It worried me a little, but both Brid and I were reasonably confident that this was not the depression returning. He has been doing very well between the antidepressants and the therapy, not to mention the stability of his job and his relationship. Still, I couldn’t quite identify the source of his blues this afternoon. It wasn’t a bad day—he has rather become friends with his coworkers, and…
I wonder if it is true in all cases that when one delays too long in making a choice, that choice soon disappears. It certainly seems to be true in Freya’s case. She has continued to see both of her men, getting to know them both and making no promises to either of them. I think that she has handled the situation as well as she can, with honesty and openness about her feelings. But if she does not make…
When Megan got to Allen’s house this evening, she found him sitting in his “studio”, staring at a blank canvas. “Is something wrong?” she asked, worried about the expression on his face. It was a moment before he looked up, coming out of his reverie. “I have a commission,” he said. Megan dropped her purse. “What? That’s amazing!” She jumped into his lap, kissing his cheek. He laughed a little bit. “Yes, but…” “No, no buts! Amazing is amazing! This…