I realize that I have had little news about Jonathan to offer since his last encounter with Lauren. I am happy to report, however, that I now have a positive update. Standish being a very small town, the leadership does a great deal to invite the people of the town to participate in municipal affairs. For example, this afternoon there was a meeting of the school board for the purpose of making plans for the coming school year, and the…
Today I had the opportunity to check in with Pamela, who is in high spirits. She has her student teaching assignment now, as the assistant to a middle school history teacher, and while she has some anxiety about it, she is excitedly making plans. In fact, her friends are finding it necessary to steer her away from the topic of teaching after an hour or so, or she will go on all night. One of those friends, I am pleased…
I thought that all would be well from this point on, with only one restful day remaining to Myrtle and Jaquinn’s trip. I was wrong—apparently when this woman is involved, little is restful. The day started out promising—according to my sentry Shahidi, who was watching, Myrtle and Jaquinn slept in while Darron went to mass, and then they met with him and Sara for lunch. The rest of the afternoon they spent in a local park, one of Darron’s favorites,…
Myrtle was up early this morning. Leaving Jaquinn sprawled across the pull-out bed in Darron’s living room, she explored the kitchen until she found all the necessary items for a cup of coffee. She was just taking her first sip when Darron’s door opened and he came out, looking about as happy to be awake as she was. Myrtle took one look at him, laughed, and poured him a cup. They enjoyed their drinks in silence for a while. Finally…
This morning, I once again saw one of my charges onto a plane. Myrtle was grouchy and half-awake, so it was Jaquinn who steered them through the airport and to their seats. She slept most of the journey, but when she woke, the nerves that I had been expecting came crashing down on her. “This was a dumb idea,” she said. Jaquinn raised his eyebrows and looked around. They were sitting in the plane on the ground, waiting for the…
A quick update, and a surprise that has encouraged me. My charges are all doing well. Pamela has returned to her usual routine, having told the story of her encounters with Lyle as a great adventure, and carrying no wound from their separation—indeed, she seems calmer, more confident than she was before. Jonathan is as he has ever been. He has seen nothing of Lauren, though I remind him of her every now and again, just to plant a seed…
I have discovered a new method of keeping Brooke and Morgan close from a distance. Alivia told me about it, and initially I was extremely confused—no, I will be truthful. I am still very confused. But it seems to be working. It is called sexting. “Young humans seem to enjoy pushing two words together,” Alivia noted. “So, sex and texting.” “How are these two things related?” I asked. She only laughed. “Suggest it to your charges and see what they…
I am not writing today with news from Earth—all has been relatively quiet with my charges the past few days—but there is something that I would like to share. I was speaking recently with my friend Inca. We have come to know one another well, despite the differences in our callings, and I enjoy talking to her. I have found, first with Brid and now with Inca, that to have a different perspective is often very helpful in solving problems. …
We as angels are not often convicted of vanity or pride, but it does happen in our hearts. I have been shown today, beyond any doubt, that I do not always know what is best for my charges. And how could I? As I learned from Freya, the human soul is complex, reaching deeper than even we can read. And despite my advanced status, I am still very young, without the knowledge that experience can bring. I thought that Pamela’s…
Today marks the end of the first week Brooke and Morgan have spent apart. It has been hard for them both, but I believe they are starting to find a rhythm. At the very beginning, it was difficult, of course; both cried themselves to sleep and spent much of their days thinking about and reaching out to the other. Texts, phone calls, emails, Snapchats, all filled their days. At first I encouraged these thoughts, hoping that remembering one another would…