Day Eight Hundred Fifty Six #DiaryoftheEndoftheWorld

Jezer bid us farewell in the late morning. Charming as ever despite his failure to strike a deal or two. He took the eastward road, saying that he was headed for Damascus. It was the first we knew that we were further west than we had supposed, which meant our final destination lay somewhere north of us.

But the mention of Damascus resonated in my being. And lingered. So much so that I  asked Elijah if that was the waypoint through which we must pass before ending in Jerusalem.

His answer in the affirmative went a long way in explaining his former reticence. I would not have wanted to go there either. For it has been long under the mark.

Day Ninety Nine PM #DiaryoftheEndoftheWorld

Lyle does not know that I’ve seen him do it. If he can do it just for himself, he can do it for the both of us.

My problem is how to ask him. I have a sense that he will protect himself by just denying it.  But that won’t get us anywhere.

Maybe if I knew why he hides that ability, it would make it easier to ask.

But…

If I am projecting the reasoning behind my actions upon him, it’s like we are cut from the same cloth. I can understand his reticence.

He may have no more control over it than I do over those things that disappear when I perceive that they threaten our well being.