The Angel's Calling

Chapter 21

Next few weeks went by as a blur. Few days after Peyton told me about his decision, I had found the key that we lost the last time we were in my house, in the attic. I didn't tell tell Peyton about it even tho I had countless opportunities to do so.
I even found the place where the key had opened the passageway. I was proud of myself to have made it so far alone without any help, I started to believe I didn't even need FBI here.

Those personal few weeks were.. yes, silent between me and Peyton. I put my focus to school and to the church, while Peyton was still driving me around for percussion, he still spent most of his time in the station and training. It was obvious that we weren't that close anymore. Even if we had a chance to talk, we only talked about the case.

It was Sunday morning and I was on the bus listening to music. When I got out, I walked to the church and entered.

The church I was a member of was Gesu church. It was beautiful inside and out and it was filled with many wonderful people. I was lucky to be part of it. To truly feel Holy Spirit and the presence of god in my life.

Voice: Josephine, you're here!

A distant voice called out to me. When I turned around, it was Emma, who was walking towards me. Emma was one of my good friends in the church and a sister in Christ. I absolutely loved her. To be honest, she was like Jessica. I can't say she was Jessica's replacement because they just lived in different worlds but she was close and it's good to have a friend by your side in hard times.

When she noticed me entering the church, she came to hug me.

Me: it's good to see you again, Emma.

We broke the hug and looked at each other.

Emma: same goes to you. I know that it's not you first time here but it's been few weeks since your baptism and you have come here ever since. I'm just so happy to see you so often.

I hadn't thought about it like that. Before my baptism, it was all about me and who was threatening me.

Me: indeed, things have calmed down, haven't they?

Emma smiled and nodded.

Emma: yes. I'll take that as if your case ended?

The smile on my face disappeared. I didn't know the situation with my case. Peyton was still driving me around and being commited to his work, I guess he isn't doing it for his free time.

Me: Actually no. The case is rather keeping a low profile.

Emma: I'm sorry to hear that. Hasn't this case lasted for like months now?

My thoughts exactly. What was going on? Shouldn't I be free from a babysitter? Thinking back, I did sneak out of my own house this morning just to avoid Peyton. I chuckled and looked at Emma.

Me: I'll find out.

Those past weeks I had seen the pastor healthy again and reading us the bible every Sunday. I was glad to see him looking healthy and giving us bible studies.

Me and Emma took our seats and pastor walked closer to us.

Pastor: Josephine.. can I excuse you for a second before our bible study starts?

Me: Sure

I stood up and turned back to Emma ''I'll be right back. keep my spot.''

Me and pastor walked behind a corner and he turned to me, concerned.

Pastor: Josephine, how are you doing?

Me: I'm doing well, Pastor

Pastor: child, I have seen you and I know somthing's going on.

I remember back to when he was still in the hospital. Time has passed and it was true, one of us was feeling a lot better then the other.

Me: I'll be just fine, pastor. Nothing to worry about.

Pastor: How is your case coming along?

Me: Low profile at the moment. I have a good feeling that it'll soon come to an end.

Pastor: That's good to hear! All that trouble it brought us a while back. How is the boy?

Me: Peyton? Uhh.. He's doing okay as well. Very focused to his tasks.

Pastor: Glad to hear that. Well, let's head back.

Me: Of course.

Pastor went first and I felt like glue kept me stuck to that one spot. I didn't want to feel miserable about him. I shook myself to be alert and gave myself a good peptalk about how I was going to get far in life if I still had my passions and will. When i made it back to my seat, the Pastor had already started.

LATER

I was walking home when a thought came to mind. I was thinking of taking manners into my own hands and go to the station. I was few feet away from the main entrance when I reconsidered and took a bus to home.

When I made it back home, I went upstairs to read my mother's diary again. I actually had read quarter of the book since the day I started reading it. It was nice to read what she had written, because it made me feel close to her. Mom had talked about her time in the church and when she was baptised. to be honest, she started the diary with her baptism. The first text was written a day before the baptism and she just talked about her excitement.

I was so surprised to hear that she was 15 when she got baptised. She talked about how her family was very interesting, because she had relatives not only from Sweden but also in France, Austria, Italy and even more countries. She gave out some theories that many years ago people had like around 7 children in the family or even more but by the time it was her year of birth, her relatives had spread everywhere.

I changed my clothes and sat on my bed, while opening her diary from where I last left off.

''Dear diary

I don't even know where to start off. Lately I've been having problem with figuring out who I am. Okay! Not that I was adopted or something like that, no! I mean who I'm meant to be. I know I should trust god here, because he knows me but sometimes I question myself. I start doubting myself if I'm really on the right track and often it's connected with my intuition. Do you think it might be coming from the past? You know, when I used to read Taro cards and put my faith in crystals? I don't know and I don't want to believe that. I just hope I will survive this and I'll become stronger then ever. Okay, gotta go, dinner's ready. Bye!''

I closed the diary and lied down on the bed. I took few deep breaths, while trying to process everything that I had just read. My mother was connected with magic? - Oh boy.