Goddess by Morris Kelee

Author:Morris, Kelee [Morris, Kelee]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2015-11-01T07:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER 10

“I’m fine,” I said quickly. “I think I’m coming down with something.”

Elena eyed me with a mixture of sympathy and apprehension. Finally, she said, “I’ll walk with you.”

I couldn’t think of an excuse so I just nodded. Elena fell into my slow pace. I did my best to ignore my jelly-like legs and knees that were in danger of buckling.

“I’m glad I ran into you,” Elena said as we made our way along the rain soaked path. “I hardly ever see you on campus and you haven’t been to Ash’s Friday potlucks.”

“It’s hard when you have a family.”

“They’re not as much fun anymore anyway. Ash barely comes down. He’s supposedly on conference calls. Nina is the only one he lets in his office.”

I felt uncomfortable with the way this conversation was heading, but I had few options beyond being as noncommittal as possible. “I don’t talk to him very often either but I know he’s focused on getting back to Magoa.”

“Did you know Ash and Nina were having an affair while they were there and her husband knew about it?”

“No, I didn’t,” I said, trying to sound mildly shocked. “But it’s not really my business.”

“I just don’t understand what he sees in her,” Elena mused. “I mean, she’s attractive, I guess, but somebody who has an affair has to be so self-centered. I don’t care if her husband says it’s okay.”

I stopped suddenly and turned to her. “Elena, do you know how much of my 20s I wasted chasing after guys who weren’t interested in me? You’re beautiful and smart. You deserve to find someone who’s totally crazy about you.”

She looked at me in the skeptical way my girls did when I offered them sound motherly advice. “I know you’re right. It’s just, he’s such an amazing man, don’t you think?”

“Probably,” I said, “but really, Elena, I barely know him.”

~*~

When I finally stumbled into the library, I offered Caroline the same excuse for my current physical state. I lugged the journal back to my table and promptly collapsed into a chair. For a few minutes, I sat motionless, going over everything that had happened this morning. Every fiber of my being was rejoicing at the amazing sex Ashland and I had shared. But at the same time, there was a dark, foreboding cloud on the horizon and its name was Elena.

Heaven has no rage like love to hatred turned, Nor hell a fury like a woman scorned.

I knew the line well thanks to an undergraduate course on Restoration literature.

~*~

As we neared the mountain that my guides called “The Gates of Heaven,” they became fearful. If they carried the Sword of Christ as I did, they would have continued. Instead, they sat in the dirt and refused to travel further.

I continued to translate:

I prayed for them and cajoled them, but to no avail. If I was to bring the word of God to a lost and sinful people as Moses and Isaiah had, I would have to press onwards with only the Holy Ghost as my guide.

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