Many of you have showed a great deal of concern for Kayla, for which I thank you. Inca says that she is doing well—she and Mary have moved their usual conversations to text, and though things were a bit awkward for a while, they have fallen back into the rhythms of trust. Kayla is beginning to believe that she really is safe, which is wonderful. Inca is staying with her, just in case; she also thanks you for your concern…
Well, tonight was more eventful than I thought it would be. It is prom night at Mary’s high school. While the dance was a source of great excitement for many of the students, both Mary and Jordan are too young to attend. Instead, they were planning to have a date at Mary’s house. Mary was very excited about it, but I expected the evening to be quiet—she had prepared dinner for him, and her mother had helped her set up…
Today was one of those days for my charges that was filled with emptiness, if such a thing can be. It was a day in which the passage of time is felt, and yet on looking back one can see nothing but weariness and struggle with emotions and difficulties that are beyond explanation. Grace felt this, and Jonathan felt this—even Pamela had a rough day, beginning to feel a low-lying fear of the coming change in her life. I did…
In the whole scheme of things, the concerns of one small town may not seem very significant. When we have an entire world to tend to, sometimes we do not regard the troubles that come to one or two people alone. But to me, these are the most important matters of all. The ties between two hearts, the hurts that they share, the joys that they bring to one another—how can that not be enormous and miraculous and amazing? Today…