A Sealed Warrioress' Diary

Horns of the Altar

Dear Jesus,

"Oh, hi, John!" Uluir greeted cheerily, "Thanks so much for the other day. You're a lifesaver. Had I known I was going to be fine enough to come to service today, I wouldn't have bothered you."

"It was nothing, ma. I was glad to help. And I'm glad you're feeling much better now."
Pause. "Hello, Radiance!"

His tone, though a bit devoid of the usual warmth, still made my heart skip like overactive puppies.
I looked everywhere but his face.

"Hi," I managed to mumble.
I wanted to say a thousand things to him, to tell him all that had transpired since he left my place on Saturday morning, to ask him what was up with the look he gave me earlier, and to explain things if he had somehow misunderstood what he saw-not that it was anything incriminating, per se.

Uluir didn't seem to notice the silent tension crackling between us and she, being her merry self, continued talking.

"You look familiar," Uluir said to Lori Simons squinting slightly at the girl.

Lori looked at me then her.
"Yes. I've seen you once or twice in the department. I'm Lori Simons, a year two student of Medicine and Surgery just like Radiance."

"Oh, that's very nice. Did Radiance invite you?"

I winced. Not that I hadn't thought of it. It's just that in year one alone I had gathered such a reputation already. Not many of my colleagues, apart from the friends I already had, really felt comfortable mingling with weird old me.

Lori laughed, shining her pearly whites. "We don't talk that much. John was the one who invited me," she said as she's gazed adoringly at John.

"Oh, I see," Uluir said. "We'd love to see more of you here, Lori Simons."

I was fuming internally. No, Jesus, Uluir couldn't see.
I didn't know why, but I had a feeling something fishy was brewing. I just couldn't place my finger on it yet. I couldn't pinpoint if this was my jealous/bruised ego revolting or a warning from the Spirit.

Politely, Uluir said we had to go.

I glanced back over my shoulder and I saw that John did the same. I wished I could read minds just then. His eyes looked sad.

Uluir said we should climb up to the gallery. It was still being renovated and since our population in the fellowship was still moderate, it wasn't really used except as a makeshift store where the stacks of unused plastic chairs were kept.

We'd barely settled down when Uluir said, "Now spill. What's up with you two?"

"Uh? Who?"

She rolled her eyes and scoffed. "Oh please. Don't pretend like you don't know what I'm talking about. I'm engaged, remember?"

I shot her a sly grin and said, "Yeah to the most eligible bachelor in this fellowship. Tell me again, how did it happen? I bet the other sweet sisters in this fellowship are secretly plotting against you both!"

Her deadpan glare told me she wasn't taking my bait. I sighed.
"Is it that obvious?"

"Even a bat can smell that something is wrong. Did you guys fight over something during the weekend?"

"Funny as it sounds, no. We were cool just yesterday. I don't know what went off."
Well, I suspected it was a case of jealousy but I just didn't want to broach that possibility.

"Do you want me to talk to him? Be the peacemaker?"

"What? Ew! No! It'll pass, I'm sure."

"If you say so."