Oh, readers. I wish that I had had Brid’s help tonight, or Inca’s, or even Lubos’s. Any one of my sisters or brothers might have helped me to avert the disaster. I saw it coming—I knew that he was wrong for her! And yet I only realized the danger when it was too late. Now two of my charges are suffering from wounds that I could have prevented. It was a fiery night with Shannon and Thomas. They were arguing…
In preparation for meeting our new charge in a few days, Brid and I met with her senior, Zaman. He was still with a patient when I arrived to find Brid waiting for me. She smiled, pleased to see me. Brid is still just an archangel, but she has told me that her seniors are considering whether they will present her with her third wing in the next few weeks. Healers measure their year’s end around the same time we…
Grace went back to work today, although she was supposed to be on her honeymoon. She sent her parents to Barbados instead—“shame to waste the plane tickets,” she said. She meant it, too. What she needed most was to keep herself busy. Her captain understood that and gave her a pile of work to go through, so she has no time to think. I checked in with my other charges. Pamela is busy making plans for London—working out her schedule,…
I have spent all of my time with Grace, expecting that she would need my support to get herself back together. To my surprise—and of course, my relief—she was already on her feet when I arrived this morning, talking to the hotel manager about prices and attending breakfast with some of her coworkers. She managed to convince them not to hunt Con down and hang him up by his toes in the precinct office, though I think they wouldn’t really…
I was wrong. I should have acted sooner; I should have been less hopeful. I should have had better judgment, should have protected Grace better. She was, after all, my charge, not Con, and Danit warned me that I might have to cut him away. But I wanted to believe, and so I let this go too long. This morning, well before anyone was awake, Con slipped out of the bed where Grace lay sleeping. He brushed her hair back…
I spent the day with Con today. Despite all I have done to reassure him, the fear would not leave him, and in the past few days it seems to have tightened and hardened into a knot of iron in his stomach. At the rehearsal dinner tonight, though Grace was glowing and excited, it was all Con could do to keep smiling when he wanted to run right out of the room. I knew I had to get him to…
In the Garden, sometimes work well done is undone again. To follow our human brothers and sisters requires patience, and that requires love. Both of the latter are thin in my heart right now—I confess that, and I hope to change it soon. For almost a week now, Shannon has been busily working on her project. She has gone all across the city, finding examples of street art, both foul and fair. She has spoken to some of the artists,…
It is always exciting to bear witness to a new beginning. A sunrise is always beautiful, in a thousand different ways. In the same way, it is a joy to see a new relationship forming. I have been practicing different ways to bring people together. I learned from Ramona months ago that in film, this is called a “meet cute”—the moment where the two sides of a romance come together for the first time in a way that is memorable…
At the end of my last post, I wondered if there might be a third triumph to come to one of my charges. I did not think that it would be to Shannon that it came, but so it seems, and I am gladder than I might have known to see the change in her. I dropped in on her this morning on her way to the subway for work. Her path takes her through a tunnel, and usually she…
And another triumph to add! Our Father has been good to my charges. Pamela received excellent news today, and a new future opens up before her. Ms. Reitzell let her go early today, so she decided to get a few friends together for coffee. She was already laughing with Diana and Mal when someone else approached their table. “This looks like fun,” Lee said. Pamela looked up in surprise. She had messaged him, as well, but hadn’t expected him to…