His Biggest Fans Were Sheep

  “Let me tell you about another loser God used—his name was David.  He was young and scrawny and musical.  In fact, this artsy dude was one of the first true singer/songwriters.  Of course, his biggest fans were sheep.”—eyeroll—“No one thought he was anything special, even his own family.  He was a loser in the world’s eyes.  But God used that loser to slay a giant.  God can use you, too!”

Dude, I don’t even own a slingshot,” I joke under my breath to Kayla.

On The Outward Appearance



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Not a Naïve Little Girl

“Dr. Griffin, do you understand the importance of impressing Commander Chen?”

The dark-haired neurosurgeon scoffed at his short, scowling companion.

“Before this meeting is over, Comrade Chen will be eating out of my palm.”

This time, it was Dr. Feng who scoffed.

“You are a fool.  Chen Changxing is a Chinese soldier—not a naive teenage girl.”

“Oh, I’m a fool, am I?  Then maybe you should try and perform this surgery without my guidance.  I’m sure you’re talented enough to figure it out on your own.  Wait—weren’t you the one who spent years trying to figure out the error in my father’s formula without ever coming close to the answer?  Who was the only one able to succeed?  Me!

-The Red Knot, Prologue


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Who’s Coming?

What are you talking about?  Who’s coming?”

“I can’t tell you.  But they want the GuardianBad.  I tried to get her attention, tried to get her to come to The New Remnant.  Why didn’t she come?  I did a terrible thing, Li.  Now I can’t sleep without hearing his cries. “

The Red Knot, Chapter 6, The Dream-Come-True


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My Honor

Ellen answered her Com. It was midnight. Only one person would be calling her at this hour.

“Hello,” she whispered. There was silence on the other end. “Any news?” she asked urgently.

“The girl is at Griffin’s clinic now. Her surgery is scheduled in eight weeks.”

“I will be waiting for instructions.”

“They will be given. I thank you on behalf of the Guardian.”

“It is my honor.”

-The Red String, Chapter 4, The Lessons

 


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