In between worlds, there is a bar.
In the bar, at the moment, there is a woman sitting at a table. She's scribbling in a notebook. Extant phrases include "abortion=surrogacy?" and "add sterile mosquitos to malarial areas"
In between worlds, there is a bar.
In the bar, at the moment, there is a woman sitting at a table. She's scribbling in a notebook. Extant phrases include "abortion=surrogacy?" and "add sterile mosquitos to malarial areas"
"That's why 'on Earth as it is in Heaven' is an aspirational, not a fact of life. That's why religion; God regains power faster when people pay attention to Her."
"That's true. Man, I'm not having any luck with figuring out how to filter for good disciples from China, I'm probably going to have to disguise myself and wander around until I find someone good."
"I realize God can't see the future, but surely He governs the behavior of interdimensional bars."
"I guess if you could go to China the other part of God could try to arrange for you to run into a good disciple."
Rose spends the rest of the day reading, taking care of Alexander, and answering any questions Christina might have.
At night, she takes her accustomed spot on the couch.
Alexander sleeps for a while! Then he becomes concerned about the existence of gravity and wishes to make his complaints known through a long bout of red-faced screaming.
Yep, that is a very baby thing to do. Christina picks up the baby and bounces him gently, making faces.
Alexander does NOT like this new person! He liked his old person! He screams.
"Would you shut that fucking baby up?" comes a shout from the bedroom.
...Christina walks over to the bedroom.
"Do you talk to your wife like that?" she asks, in a cool, disapproving tone.
He does not recognize Christina from the television!
"Who the fuck are you and why are you in my house?"
She flips the light switch on with one hand, propping the baby against her hip with the other.