Chapter 33: Ascension Graveyard by Candice Coates

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Chapter 33

The Encounter Blog interview with Etta Castle Teague

HL: Even though I laugh, I have to say I am hurt that you think no one else gets what is going on but you and Baldwin Falk. Others of us can see what’s happening too, you know.

ECT: (Silence) I never liked going to the eye doctor as a child. Mr. Albert insisted, of course. I hated how they would push my face up against that weird mask thing, and ask, while they flipped different lenses over in front of my straining eyes, “lens A or B? A or B?”, and right when I had made a choice and felt like I had gotten the right focus, they threw me a curve ball of lens C. Which meant my focus was all out of whack again.

They did all of this Just to figure out which was the most focused lens for my eyes.

The reality of life is that we are often looking through the wrong lens and need someone to just come up to us, and give us a different perspective, whether we like it or not. Lens A or lens B? Sometimes I would rather scrap both without ever having to look through C.

HL: I get it.

ECT: Do you?

HL: Yes. You, Mrs. Teague, have trust issues.

ECT: No, I just don’t have time to flip your lenses while keeping mine in focus. And it’s Castle-Teague.

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Etta lay awake staring up through the blackness of the night to her ceiling. Baldwin was pretty certain she had a concussion and had talked nearly non-stop since they left the hospital—which he protested doing—and even clear into the morning. That was just before he suddenly disappeared.

It hadn’t mattered much, the fact he had done everything in his power to prevent her from sleeping, although the sudden exit did chaff her. As lethargic as she had been feeling she was too shaken to actually sleep. She still hadn’t heard from Jørn although she had heard him come in almost two hours after she had crawled into bed. He hadn’t even bothered to come to their bedroom. Instead, he’d gone straight to the guest room.


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