Several readers have been asking for Eric’s point of view, and this chapter delivers just that. We will take a short step back, and then, once Eric brings us up to date, a step forward in our story.
I hope this finds you well and your families safe.
Thank you, as always, to Ms Buffy. I so appreciate your help and suggestions, and knowing we are sharing our mourning over the Steelers helps. (It’s a U.S. Football thing)
Chapter 21 – Convergence
So, I’m early. Really, really early.
That’s because I’m leaving tomorrow for Washington DC to march with my sisters. I won’t be back until Sunday late, and I don’t want to stress about this.
So, forgive my early release, and hope you enjoy.
A special thank you to my wonderful editor, Ms Buffy, who suffers through my write and rewrites, and is so unfailingly cheerful about it. You are the best!!
Chapter 20 – Where the Road Leads
Good morning and greetings from a place where the sun shines and the light dusting of snow glistens. I have the soreness that comes with great efforts that end well. In my case, it was watching six months of planning a large winter event for Boy Scouts come to fruition. I had the joy of watching young men between the ages of eleven and eighteen compete in tasks that challenged their woodsman skills, their creativity and their ability to reason out puzzles.
As I prepare to join my friends this coming weekend in Washington, marching for equal rights for women, it reminds me how important it is to raise our sons to have the confidence and strength that is required to respect others. I have two sons, and I worry at times that the lessons they learned from Scouting in New England, and from me were not enough to overcome the messages that bombard them through social media. It is an act of faith, raising children, and I pray that the best part of their hearts will win out, both for their own sakes, and for us all.
But now, having tramped all day, I was happy to come home last night and collapse in my bed. All by way of explaining why I am late today.
Chapter 19 – When We Gather
How do you react when everything you thought you knew turns out to be wrong? That is the question explored in this chapter.
Rick, like any child who has never met a parent, has ideas of who his Father will be. Eric thought he knew what lay ahead. In both cases, our characters find that their expectations and assumptions are not anywhere near what they thought.
As Thalia will admonish them both – Don’t just too harshly. They find themselves in uncharted waters with no map the guide them. The map they need is lost, and Rick and Eric will discover as their search progresses, that they need each other if they are to find the one person who can bring them together.
Chapter 18 – The River’s Bend
First of all, Happy New Year to everyone. This past year was an intriguing mix of highs and lows, and this year is shaping up to be the same. As many of you know, I enjoy distance hiking. My time on the trail allows me to clear away the cobwebs and dust that accumulates with too much civilization. There’s nothing like a little physical stress and wide open spaces to refocus a body on what really matters.
My plans for 2017 have included hiking the Kerry Peninsula in Ireland, and that may still happen, but those plans are now getting shifted about because I must consider my re-entry into the category of home ownership. There are plenty of reasons I’m not anxious to be tied down: mortgages, lack of mobility, maintenance, but there are tax realities that tilt the game in a way that force me to consider it, and here we are…
There’s always the Appalachian Trail, and plenty of trail I haven’t seen.
This is my back-handed way to introduce this chapter. I felt a little guilty when I realized this is the one that would fall on New Year’s Day. I promised a ‘happily ever after’ and this is the darkest chapter of the whole damn story! What up with that?!
I could tell you, ‘darkest before the dawn’, but that seems a dodge. All I will say is that sometimes that thing you most dread is the very thing that makes everything you ever wished possible.
Best of New Years to all of you, my friends who follow the sometimes gritty world that I write, and a special thank you to Ms Buffy, my dear friend whose kind encouragement and sharp eye are invaluable, and my artist in residence, Gyllene, whose many talents place me among her many admirers.
Chapter 17 – Between Thee and Me