A joyous celebration to you all! I have attended several such celebrations today, and so I must write quickly to get them recorded before I am needed in the choir. Grace and Con took Shep to get his pictures taken by a professional photographer yesterday afternoon. He was just slightly too small for the red-and-white suit they put him in, but that only made him more adorable. His parents rejoiced as the photographer and her assistant cooed over him, as…
I cannot help but be frustrated. I have asked Danit more than once now to assist me in finding new charges, and more specifically to allow me to follow some of my own ideas, but she has continued to resist me. “I have no objection to you taking on the young woman you spoke of,” she told me today. “Anna Winthrop is her name, yes? Though I have looked into her case and I believe it will not be enough…
There are many sayings that the humans use that I enjoy—indeed, some of my brothers and sisters have commented that I use their language far too often. But they have a way with words. One of the things I appreciate the most is the phrase “the moment of truth.” This is used to describe a time when, after much delay or avoidance, the time comes for a problem to be faced, or for a person to prove themselves. For Ted…
Arthur’s last day of school is today, and that means his internship with his father has come to an end. On Friday, the staff at Harrington’s office—now grown to six people, not including Harrington and Arthur themselves—surprised him with a little cake and a few gifts. Arthur was very gratified, and I know that he will miss working there. To tell you his thoughts on the matter, I will share with you the conclusion of the essay he wrote for…
I did not elaborate on the argument between Nick and Gabrielle last night, because there seemed to be little more that could be said. I can tell you now that Nick did not stay away long, and that they have fallen into their usual routine with no more said. I could read apology in both of their auras, but not true repentance for either of them—they only wanted peace, not real reconciliation. I worry, then, that the issues raised will…
Well. I admit that what happened tonight has been coming for some time, but I still was not looking forward to its arrival. The truth is that not all has been well with Gabrielle and Nick. They may have reconciled over the precipitous arrival of little Walter, but Nick was right to believe that the puppy would bring havoc to their household. They were reprimanded by their landlord, who agreed in the end that they could keep Walter, but required…
I found myself with a bit of leisure time today—Ted and Elaine’s afternoon was going so well that I had to leave them to it, and Inca was with Gabrielle when I checked in. So after a brief visit to Freya, I decided to check in on Anna, to see how she is doing. She seems to have recovered well from her ordeal earlier in the week. Anna is a childcare worker who takes delight in her little charges, and…
Harrington went back to work yesterday. Brid and I alternated spending time with him throughout the day, helping him to ease back into the work and accustom himself to the additional restrictions caused by the wheelchair. There were not many—he was foresighted enough to choose his work location and lay out his office in such ways that to use the wheelchair would be possible. But he always hoped that these cautionary measures would not be necessary, or at least not…
I certainly cannot complain that I do not find enough to do. The world is such a shadowed place with so many dangers, and yet I find I cannot keep out of it. Last night, I was with Freya until after midnight—I have been trying to guide her toward a young man in her acquaintance who I think might be a good partner for her. I have not mentioned him here because, frankly, I have not been having much success. …
Con got the job! “I start in January,” he told Grace, for he called her immediately after he got the news. “Though I’ll probably do some paperwork and go in to see the office and meet the others the week after Christmas. But my official start date is January 3.” “That’s wonderful, Con! I’m so happy for you.” “Dammit, I’m happy for me too,” Con said with a laugh. “Oh, Gracie, I finally feel like I’m getting everything put back…