Chapter 11

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The following morning, after praying, I checked my email to find one from the Secretary of State's office. Opening the email to read it, I find instructions on filling out the forms to be a highly paid advisor to Secretary Woodall, at least I think the pay is high. There's also a reminder of everything being classified.


Even though I can't say for certain, I suspected Willie and Zack received similar emails.


Going through the site to set everything up feels strange. I don't have to follow through until I agree, which I haven't. The last time people listened to me; I'd already lost faith in myself. Will this be any different?


I'm on the last page. All I need to do is press a button to make it official. Yet, I hesitate.


I just wanted to get back to my life, which was the reason I moved the mouse to close the screen and wait until Secretary Woodall called to tell him I'm not the right person. Unfortunately, I hit accept by accident. Now, I was officially his advisor.


I told myself it was an accident, even then I knew it was God. I just didn't want to believe it. God was moving thing along, regardless of my own reservations about myself.


So, now what? Just wait for his call, I guess while reading my Bible.


I thought about calling Agent Cornwallis to talk about God. But didn't know if that would violate something.


Getting up to stretch my legs, I took a peek through the curtains to see if any member of the press remained. None could be seen.


It was better to risk violating some unknown protocol, than not. I got Agent Cornwallis' card and called him on my cell. Reaching his voice mail, I left a message telling him if he wanted to talk about God, or anything along those lines, to let me know.


No calls came on either phone. It was almost like I was being paid to read my Bible and pray.

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