over at the older man and itched to tell him what he knew. Not yet, maybe one day, but not yet.
He had practically begged to be in this particular department. It was perfect for carrying out his own agenda. His superiors were against it at first, thinking him too emotionally involved, but finally he convinced them that he could keep his personal feelings to himself and he was more than qualified to work to expose one of the worse satanic groups ever to exist. Having done his homework and waited what seemed a lifetime, he was more than ready for some action; action he felt was soon to come.
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Another Deception
7
I t rained all weekend but the partying at the fairgrounds continue . Porches were overflowing with people and umbrellas in abundance as many stood, even in the downpour, to visit. Looking from an upstairs window of any given cabin one could see a blanket of colors covering the narrow streets. Each dot of color shielding one or more people from the rain. The Wells cabin was no different from many of its neighbors. Men laughed and talked on the porches while some strummed on guitars, bellowing out a tune every once in a while . It was common to hear the whine of a harmonica or even the forlorn wail of a flute floating from the crowds of houses.
By Sunday evening, the sun was trying to shine and Jacks had lost his enthusiasm for the fair. He was glad he had not taken off the rest of the week from work and was anxious to get back to his job. He would continue to return to the fair cabin in the evenings, as Honey was off the duration of the fair and their own house was full of guests.
His mind continually dwelt on the box and its contents, which was safely stored in their bedroom. Honey arranged to have it delivered to her friend by special carrier first thing Monday and at least then he would know if the section of a finger belonged to a living woman who would likely be his mother…or not.
His conversations with God had certainly increased over the last few days and though he was a new convert, he was growing every day in the Word. Dwight told him that for someone who had never believed in God, he sure was a fast learner. The fact was he and Honey both made it a priority to devote a large amount of their home time to study time. Sometimes they would have study partners come over and sometimes it would just be the two of them. Dwight told them many times not to take his or any man’s word for anything, when they would come to him with questions about things in the Bible.
Monday came and went without incident. The rain quit and by evening, one would never know it had even rained. Jacks spent the day at the office and accomplished a lot of work in between appointments.
His mind kept going back to the contents of the box and he wondered if he were truly ready for the truth or if Asa could produce any truth concerning his heritage. He did not doubt for a minute that this could be a trick, but he also knew it was entirely possible that his mother was involved with Asa somehow, or why else would he be so interested in him.
On Thursday, the results were in. It was the last day of the fair and Honey got the phone call midday. Her friend had worked exclusively on this without stopping until it was finished. Evan was an old school friend of Honey’s and she trusted him explicitly, so when he called and told her the results, she had no doubt it was a true finding. She thanked him and told him that they would have lunch soon to catch up then she sat quietly for a minute. What next? She could not help but to wonder how this development was going to affect their lives. She did not trust Asa and wished the
He had practically begged to be in this particular department. It was perfect for carrying out his own agenda. His superiors were against it at first, thinking him too emotionally involved, but finally he convinced them that he could keep his personal feelings to himself and he was more than qualified to work to expose one of the worse satanic groups ever to exist. Having done his homework and waited what seemed a lifetime, he was more than ready for some action; action he felt was soon to come.
43
Another Deception
7
I t rained all weekend but the partying at the fairgrounds continue . Porches were overflowing with people and umbrellas in abundance as many stood, even in the downpour, to visit. Looking from an upstairs window of any given cabin one could see a blanket of colors covering the narrow streets. Each dot of color shielding one or more people from the rain. The Wells cabin was no different from many of its neighbors. Men laughed and talked on the porches while some strummed on guitars, bellowing out a tune every once in a while . It was common to hear the whine of a harmonica or even the forlorn wail of a flute floating from the crowds of houses.
By Sunday evening, the sun was trying to shine and Jacks had lost his enthusiasm for the fair. He was glad he had not taken off the rest of the week from work and was anxious to get back to his job. He would continue to return to the fair cabin in the evenings, as Honey was off the duration of the fair and their own house was full of guests.
His mind continually dwelt on the box and its contents, which was safely stored in their bedroom. Honey arranged to have it delivered to her friend by special carrier first thing Monday and at least then he would know if the section of a finger belonged to a living woman who would likely be his mother…or not.
His conversations with God had certainly increased over the last few days and though he was a new convert, he was growing every day in the Word. Dwight told him that for someone who had never believed in God, he sure was a fast learner. The fact was he and Honey both made it a priority to devote a large amount of their home time to study time. Sometimes they would have study partners come over and sometimes it would just be the two of them. Dwight told them many times not to take his or any man’s word for anything, when they would come to him with questions about things in the Bible.
Monday came and went without incident. The rain quit and by evening, one would never know it had even rained. Jacks spent the day at the office and accomplished a lot of work in between appointments.
His mind kept going back to the contents of the box and he wondered if he were truly ready for the truth or if Asa could produce any truth concerning his heritage. He did not doubt for a minute that this could be a trick, but he also knew it was entirely possible that his mother was involved with Asa somehow, or why else would he be so interested in him.
On Thursday, the results were in. It was the last day of the fair and Honey got the phone call midday. Her friend had worked exclusively on this without stopping until it was finished. Evan was an old school friend of Honey’s and she trusted him explicitly, so when he called and told her the results, she had no doubt it was a true finding. She thanked him and told him that they would have lunch soon to catch up then she sat quietly for a minute. What next? She could not help but to wonder how this development was going to affect their lives. She did not trust Asa and wished the
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