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Angelica's Journey

Dearest Readers,

Happy Monday:)

I'm happy to bring you the third book in what I refer to as my "Adama and Perpetua" series. 

I didn't initially think that I would write a third book, but there was a third story after all. You will see that we jump forward a few years in this story, but I wont tell you more than that so as not to spoil it for you.

In case you have not read the previous books in the series, here they are:

1. "The Searching"

2. "The Yearning"

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Please share the series with friends and family if you enjoy it.

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Dedication:

To Retha

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Angelica's Journey

The Sequel to “The Yearning.”

By Alison Lawrence

Copyright: Alison Lawrence

Note: “Angelica's Journey” is a work of fiction with a message.

Chapter One

Angelica positioned the bucket of the tractor under a large boulder. The tractor bounced a little as the burden filled the bucket. The young woman driving the tractor easily reversed the vehicle, then drove off to deposit the boulder in another spot. Her Dad, Yoni, planned to use all the rocks they unearthed for a wall. “Sweet.” Angelica grinned as the rock fell neatly into place. She would gladly drive the tractor all day if it meant she could avoid the kitchen. Fortunately for Angelica, her sisters, Freddie, and Ronelle, loved all things to do with homemaking. With four brothers though, Angelica often had to fight for a place behind the wheel of the tractor or the other farm machinery. Addo, Ben Yoni, and the twins, Conan and Crispin often teased her good-naturedly about her love of “men's work and machinery” as they put it.

“Angelica, it's lunch time.” said thirteen year old Conan, “And Dad says I can have a go at moving rocks after lunch. Guess you'll be stuck in the kitchen doing dishes.” The curly haired lad ran off laughing.

Angelica rolled her eyes. She knew she should stop doing that at the mature age of twenty, but her brothers could be so annoying. She took her time parking the tractor, then headed up past the animal pens towards the house. Even though several years had gone by since Grandma Ettie's death, Angelica still struggled to accept that she was gone. She looked over at Ettie’s old cabin, which now served as a guesthouse, and sighed. Everyone said Grandma Ettie was in Perpetua now. At peace, reunited with her husband and living in God's home. Angelica wasn't sure. She'd grown up with loving parents who'd taught her all they knew about the Eternal One and about Perpetua. One of the first books she'd read had been The Book. Her parents called it Emanuel's love letter, and they always spoke of Emanuel as though they knew Him as a close friend. Angelica had to admit that her parents were the real deal, and it was hard to forget the amazing miracle they'd experienced, when her Dad was brought back to life. The story had become a family legend, often re-told by her parents and grandparents, and even by her aunts and uncles.

Angelica glanced over at the stable. Dear old Felix was gone too. Dad's miracle horse. Tears pricked at her eyes as girlhood memories returned. It should be enough; a double miracle. But somehow, it wasn't. Angelica needed more. She needed to know; to see for herself, whether the things she'd been taught her whole life were real. And somehow, she knew she needed to leave the farm to find out.

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From the kitchen window, Tirsa watched her eldest as she neared the house. A tender feeling filled her heart along with the usual concern. The young woman looked very much like Yoni, with skin the colour of creamy coffee, and her father's warm eyes. Angelica wore her uniform of work trousers and a long sleeved shirt. Her thick, curly hair was kept as short as possible and restrained with a scarf. Tirsa closed her eyes briefly and lifted up another prayer for her daughter. 

Now in her early forties, and the mother of seven, Tirsa loved each one of her blessings, as she called them, and she and Yoni both wanted only the Creator's will for each of them.

“Here she is. We can eat now.” Tirsa turned to her waiting family and smiled. To have each of her children sitting around her table warmed her heart, but she knew it couldn't last forever.

Yoni caught her eye and smiled back gently as though aware of her thoughts. He took his wife's hand in his, as they waited for Angelica to be seated.

Yoni bowed his head, and his family followed suit. He led them in heartfelt thanksgiving for the food before them. God had been good to them and he never wanted to forget it.

Angelica chafed at the delay as usual, but she loved her parents too much to be disrespectful. 

She served herself generous portions of meat and vegetables as the serving bowls were passed along.

“So when do you plan on joining us in the kitchen, so you can feed your own family one day?” Freddie, formally known as Frederika, eyed Angelica's plate. “Surely you don't plan on making your husband cook?”

“Maybe I will.” Angelica laughed, “but then again, I don't plan to get married in the near future.”

Freddie, who was being courted by a neighbouring farmer's son, huffed, and Tirsa broke in quickly to preserve the peace. “And that's just fine. Not everyone gets married. What matters is that we’re following God’s will for our lives.”

Yoni nodded in agreement. “Yes, what your mother says is true. Of course, marriage remains an honorable path for many.” His eyes twinkled as they met Tirsa's across the table.

“Actually, I was thinking about doing some traveling before settling down.” Angelica dropped the bombshell before she could lose her nerve. “I want to go further north; work my way from town to town, maybe go to college.”

“North? On your own?” Tirsa and Yoni seemed to say the words together. Frederika and Ronelle just looked shocked, but Addo and the other boys were quick to laugh at the idea. “A girl can't go off adventuring all over the place.” Said Ben Yoni. “It just wouldn't be safe.”

“Or proper.” Added Freddy primly as she began collecting plates to carry to the sink. Frederika was proud of her home-making skills and modest, womanly ways. She may only have been eighteen, but she was well on her way to becoming a dependable wife to Manny, who at the age of twenty-three, was looking forward to settling down with Freddie in a year’s time. “And no man will want a traveling tomboy for a wife anyway.” Freddie couldn't resist adding as she patted her neat bun.

“Now, Freddie,” Yoni’s firm tone stilled his second eldest daughter. “Angelica is not a tomboy, and neither will she be allowed to go off on her own.”

“I'm twenty Daddy. That's old enough to make my own decisions. And didn't Mommy go off on her own into the unknown?” 

Tirsa and Yoni shared a slight smile. “Yes, I did, Angelica.” Tirsa nodded. “But as you know, I had little choice. I was running away from an arranged marriage to a man I didn't love. As a result, your father and I were able to marry. Also, I didn't venture far before finding a place of safety here on the farm with Grandma Ettie.”

“That's you Mommy. I'm different. I want to see the world.” Angelica rose from the table and stood looking out of the window. I want to go beyond the Blue Mountains. I want to see and experience all I can.”

Tirsa followed her daughter's gaze. Once she had felt the same yearning to travel; to see the North Lands for herself. “I felt the same way you do as a young woman. But my priorities changed: I found Emanuel, and I found my purpose in marriage to your father.”

Yoni smiled tenderly at his wife. “Sometimes, Angelica, we want to do things for the wrong reasons. The important thing is to be in our Creator's will.”

Angelica turned and met her father's gaze. “And what about what I want, Daddy? Doesn't that matter?”

Yoni rose and placed a hand on Angelica's tense shoulder. “Of course it matters Angel. But God's will is what matters most. And your safety is very important to your mother and I. There are many dangers out in the world; evil beings whose sole aim is to destroy. A young woman traveling on her own would be easy prey for the likes of them.”

“I'm not afraid, Daddy. Not of people, and not of ghosts. I've made up my mind. I'll be leaving once we've finished planting.” Angelica heard her mother's sharp intake of breath and the gasps of her sisters, but she didn't stay to hear their responses. Instead, she bypassed the kitchen with its pile of dishes, and made her way quickly to the pasture. She needed to get away from her family before they guilted her into staying.

Chapter Two

That night, Yoni and Tirsa spent more time than usual praying for their eldest daughter. Afterwards, they held one another close and spoke in whispers. 

“She's so much like me at her age. I'm scared she'll go off in the night.” Tirsa shivered even though the night was warm. Yoni stroked her still dark hair as he reassured her. “She did say she would only leave after the planting. Perhaps she'll change her mind between now and then. We'll surely be praying she does.”

Yoni knew it was because of Angelica's lack of faith in Emanuel that he hated the idea of her leaving. If she had been a believer, he would have felt differently, especially if she had wanted to be a messenger of good news. But Angelica had begun to question the faith of her childhood as soon as she'd become a young woman, and Yoni feared what would become of her out in the world.

“We must not stop praying for Angelica and for all of our children: that they will each know the Creator and serve Him.”

Tirsa nodded. Then she closed her eyes and did just that.

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Angelica sensed rather than heard her parents’ night time prayers. Their love tugged at her heart. They were good parents and she hated to disappoint them. But she had to live her own life; had to stretch her wings; find things out for herself instead of second hand. She rolled over and stared out of the window. The small room was her own private space. Over the years, her father had built on to their cottage as the children came. Freddy and Ronelle shared a room and the boys had the largest bedroom which was furnished with bunk beds. Angelica often envied the camaraderie and antics that the boys enjoyed as bunkmates, but she wouldn't want to give up her private space for anything. Sharing a bedroom with Freddy and Ronelle would be like living in the chicken coop. Angelica giggled as she contemplated the scenario: the fussing and preening along with all the soppy boy talk would drive her crazy. Not to mention their pious prayers and talk of how a virtuous woman should behave. Angelica loved her sisters, but they were so naive, and so puffed up with pride. Even at the tender age of twelve, Ronelle was set to follow in Freddy's footsteps. Her dream was to marry a guy like Manny and have a large family. 

Seventeen year old Addo was the sibling she felt closest to. But even he couldn't fully comprehend why a girl would want anything other than to marry and have children. Ben Yoni, at fifteen, was the most studious of the boys. The twins were busy and noisy, and would spend all day outside if they could. Angelica smiled. She would miss her family despite their faults and failings. And she would miss the dear old farm and the animals. It was, after all, the only home she knew.

As for where she would go, she had only a vague idea. She drew a hardcover journal from beneath her pillow and flipped to the place where she'd written some notes about the nearest towns. She knew Farley well, of course, but she dismissed it as an option. It wouldn't do to get her first job too close to home. The idea that appealed to her the most was also the most radical: she could take a road trip: just get into her truck and start driving north. Who knows where the mountain pass which wound its way through the Blue Mountains would lead her?

Chapter Three

“I was thinking, why don't you spend some time with Gran and Gramps in Sybella?” Tirsa put the idea to Angelica as they planted corn. “Maybe all you're needing is a change.”

Angelica sighed as she put another kernel to bed in the rich soil. “Mom, going to Sybella would hardly be a change. As much as I love everyone there, it would be like going backwards. I want to see new sights, and different people.” Angelica walked over to her mother and took hold of her hands. “I'll always love you, mom. And I'll be back. I promise.”

Tirsa said nothing, but she squeezed Angelica's hands and looked deeply into her eyes. Memories of her eldest's first moments after birth flooded her heart. More than anything, she wished she could keep Angelica close forever, but even now, she heard a clear whisper, and it told her to let go. The only problem was she didn't know how.

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Yoni gave the boys some instructions, then he set off for the river. He needed some extra quiet time: time to talk his heart out to Emanuel. Being a father was no easy task. Sure, the children were doing well. They did their share of work on the farm, as well as book learning with help from Tirsa and the courses they'd bought. Fellowship, and youth activities rounded out the youngsters’ lives. Yoni reflected too, on what he considered the most important aspect: the hours both he and Tirsa had spent teaching the children about the Creator, reading from His Love Letter to them, and praying with them.

Yoni reached the same spot where Tirsa had rested all those years before, and sat on a large boulder, his bare feet in the river.

Immediately, he began to pour his heart out to Emanuel. Why? After all we've taught her; after all our love and prayers. Why is she losing her way?

Yoni thought too of his other children. With all his heart, he wanted them to experience the true joy of knowing their Creator personally. Being good couldn't earn them a place in Perpetua. But Angelica and her plan to leave was his deepest concern. What will become of her out there? The Northlands will swallow her up. We'll never see her again. Our baby girl. Yoni allowed his tears to fall. The pain he felt was too much to hold in. He felt a little better after the release, and focused his gaze on the ripples around his feet. A voice seemed to whisper from the river, and although he couldn’t see Emanuel, it was as though he were sitting beside him on the boulder. “It's time to let her go, Yoni. She is mine. I will watch over her.” Yoni felt peace for the first time in days as he embraced the difficult words.

“Now, accept the strength I'm giving you Yoni, continue to bring your children up in my ways, and love and comfort your wife.” 

Yoni breathed deep, then, with Emanuel's words echoing in his heart and mind, he headed home.

Chapter Four

Angelica was more than a little surprised by the about face which her parents had made. They were sending her off without a fight; although they assured her they were going to be covering her with prayer. Her Dad had also insisted on giving her money to add to her savings, and they made her promise to phone them regularly.

Now, as she drove off the farm road, and onto the highway, her eyes grew damp despite her bravado. “Drive carefully, and promise you'll call at your next stop. And don't forget to eat.” Her mother had placed a basket of goodies in the truck, then wet Angelica's shirt with her tears. When it came time to hug her Dad, she'd nearly changed her mind about leaving. Seeing his wet eyes had nearly been her undoing. 

She'd tried to keep things light when she'd hugged each sibling in turn, but the large lump in her throat had squelched her laughter.

Angelica blinked her eyes quickly and stiffened her spine. Her first destination was Farley. She planned only on stopping to fill the truck with fuel. Everyone from the fellowship knew about her planned departure and she'd already said her goodbyes at Sunday's meeting.

Under a tarp at the back of the truck were most of her possessions. They were pretty minimal. Her clothing and other personal items were stored in a backpack and one large bag. The rest of her load consisted of two large water canisters, a tool box, a jack, a couple of spare tires, and a small tent. Angelica liked the idea of being self-sufficient if she was traveling through a remote area.

“Fill her up.” She said to the garage attendant.

“You going on a long trip?” The lanky youth asked.

“You could say that. I'm headed for the Blue Mountains.”

“On your own? If I were you, I'd stop in Lee-Side first. Maybe take someone along with you.”

“Now why would I want to take a stranger along with me?”

The attendant shrugged. “Well, it's a strange mountain. Kind of creepy. They say folks get lost up there, and when the mist comes down, some have plunged to their deaths on the mountain pass.”

“Sounds like fun. I'm looking for adventure, so it will suit me fine. You can check my tires please.” Angelica smiled at his shocked expression. Thankfully, he said nothing further and unwound the hose. 

Angelica pondered the attendant’s words as he worked. He was obviously superstitious, like so many other people. To some, the mountain was a barrier that should not be crossed, and it protected them from having to deal with the unknown.

She thanked the young man, tipping him for his help, before driving through the wide, tree-lined streets towards the outskirts of Farley. Farley was a pleasant enough town, and she could probably get a job at one of its businesses quite easily. She did, after all, have contacts here. But it would have been too dull; too familiar. She relaxed as she reached the open road. She put the truck into top gear as the cool breeze teased her short curls. The sensation of freedom was exhilarating. She turned the radio up loud and belted out a perfect driving song.

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As the scenery changed, becoming more verdant as she neared the mountain, Angelica decided that she’d take up the attendant's suggestion and make Lee-side her next stop. It would be late afternoon by the time she arrived. Too late to embark on the next leg of her journey. She'd be a good daughter too, and phone the folks once she got there. Hopefully, she'd find a decent restaurant, and perhaps a place to bed down for the night, although she could sleep in her truck if she had to.

Angelica snacked on a few of the cookies her mom had packed. They sent an unexpected wave of homesickness through her, but she squelched it quickly. It wouldn't do to get all sentimental so soon after leaving home.

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Lee-Side was a typical country town, with a broad main road lined with essential shops and service providers. Generous shade trees turned the road into a pleasant green tunnel. Smaller roads ran off at regular intervals and served the residential area. The road names were typical too, and included School Road, Rose Avenue, and Poplar Close.

Angelica drove slowly along the main road. It was nearing closing time, so she hoped she wouldn't be too late. Just before Main Road and its buildings petered out, she spied a family style steakhouse. Her stomach rumbled at the thought of a hot plate of food. She pulled into a parking space out front, and was glad to see several people enjoying their dinners inside. A young blonde guy was working the tables. Another woman, who was obviously also a server, seated her and handed her a menu, but it was the cute blonde who came over to take her order. 

“Everything's good, but steak is our speciality.” He grinned. “Haven't seen you here before. Are you visiting?”

Angelica immediately decided she liked the server with his open smile. “Nope. I'm just passing through. Do you know a decent place to stay overnight?”

“I do, and it's just a little ways down the road. You'll like it. The lady who runs it is nice. I'll jot the address down once I've put your order in.”

The server left and Angelica settled back to study the homey restaurant. She glanced across the room, where a large family was seated. Laughter and cheerful conversation spoke of a celebration. The sight made her remember her promise to phone home. 

“Mom? It's me. I'm sitting in a restaurant in Lee-side. What's that? Yes, don't worry. I'm having a good meal and I'm staying over at some accomodation here.”

Angelica rolled her eyes as her mother proceeded to caution her.

“I'm sure it's fine, Mom.” She looked over at the server. “It comes highly recommended. Tell you what, I'll phone from there later. My food's on its way.”

Angelica sent love to all before ending the call. Her steak and fries along with a large mug of coffee had arrived.

“Here we go. Enjoy.” The server placed a generous plate of food in front of Angelica along with a steaming mug of fragrant coffee. “And here's the address of The Tabby and the Tortoiseshell.” He grinned at Angelica's puzzled expression. “ Mrs Johns is an avid cat lover. But don't worry. She really only has two. I'm Leo, by the way.” He thrust his hand out, and he and Angelica shook hands formally.

“Angelica. Nice to meet you. And thanks for the help. I really appreciate it.”

“No problem.” His smile was warm. “Let me know if you need anything else.” Leo turned to go, and Angelica settled in to enjoy the good meal. It was a bit of a splurge, but she figured she could afford it. She closed her eyes and gave thanks out of habit more than anything else. In her mind's eye, she could picture her family bowing their heads around the large home table, and a pinched feeling came to her throat. She would definitely phone them from the cat place later if they gave her a room.

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Angelica finished her meal just before closing time. She paid Leo with her card, leaving him a good tip. Both the steak and the service had been excellent. 

“If you can hang on for a few minutes, I'll lead you to Mrs Johns place myself.” Leo offered. 

“That would be putting you to too much trouble. I'm sure I can find it on my own.”

Leo’s greeny-blue eyes smiled back at her. “I'm sure you could. But I'd like to. I know what it's like to be a stranger in a new town.”

Angelica knew she should be cautious: she didn’t know Leo after all, and her parents had always encouraged wisdom in their children. Yet there was something about Leo that made her want to trust; to believe that people could do good things.

“Thanks.” She smiled back. “I'll wait in my truck.”

Angelica felt a little nervous, but when Leo appeared, she relaxed. He put a helmet on his head before mounting a motorbike parked beside the restaurant. The bike roared to life, and he gestured to Angelica to follow. It was a short trip, but she was grateful for the help, especially seeing as it had grown dark. Leo pulled up in front of a double storey brick house. Even in the poor light, Angelica could see that the owner had a green thumb. The sign was the cutest she'd seen: it had two cats on it, one on each end.

“It's lovely.” She whispered. “Must be expensive though.”

Leo removed his helmet. “It's a great place, but very reasonable. I stayed here myself when I first arrived in town. Mrs Johns is like a mom to me. Come and meet her.”

He knocked on the door and before long it opened. “Leo! How perfectly lovely to see you. Come in, come in.” A woman with dark gray bobbed hair and large purple framed glasses smiled at them both. “Come in out of the chill. I'll put the kettle on.”

“Thank you Mrs Johns.” Leo entered the hallway with Angelica following behind him. The woman was certainly friendly. Before long, she found herself sitting at a golden yellow table with a vase of wildflowers at the center. 

“This is Angelica. She needs a room for the night, and I thought your place would be just right.” He winked at Mrs Johns, who laughed merrily. “Always bringing travelers my way aren't you, Leo.” She turned to Angelica. “Sweetest boy in town. Always helping others. Always a smile on his face.”

“Mrs Johns likes to exaggerate a bit.” Leo's face reddened.

“I do not.” Mrs Johns placed a large round teapot before her guests. She chuckled. “Of course you can have a room, Angelica. And stay as long as you like. I haven't any company right now, and the girls and I would love you to stay.”

“Thank you, ma'am. That's so kind. It's just for a night or two.” Angelica had been about to stick firmly to one night, but the idea of getting to know Lee-Side and some of its inhabitants better had grown in appeal. She felt sure too, that her parents would love Mrs Johns. As for Leo, he might even meet their approval too.

Chapter Five

Angelica slept soundly in the high antique bed with one of the “girls” purring at her feet. The tabby part of the establishment seemed to have taken a shine to her. A feeling of peace and coziness enveloped her through the night and into the morning. When the early light crossed the comforter, she got up, then pulled her dungarees over a white tee-shirt. She had no time or desire for the fuss her sisters made over their appearance, and the dusting of freckles on her face bothered her not at all. After a quick wash and brush, she picked up her backpack and headed downstairs.

Mrs Johns looked up from the book she was reading as Angelica entered. “Morning dear. Did you sleep well?”

“As soundly as your cat.” Angelica smiled.

“Topaz does like that bed.”

“And here I was thinking it was me she liked.” Angelica chuckled.

Mrs Johns joined in as she rose to put the kettle on. “Oh, she probably likes you well enough to share her bed with you. What would you like? Coffee or tea? Bacon and eggs? Or something else?”

“That sounds wonderful. And coffee please. That is if you'll join me. I'm not used to eating alone.”

“Sure. All I've had is some tea. Do you have a large family dear?” Mrs Johns busied herself at the range, refusing Angelica's offer of help.

“Yes. Large and noisy.” Angelica rattled off the names of her siblings and told Mrs Johns about the farm. She stopped short of giving her reasons for needing to leave, mentioning that she was looking for work instead.

“Well, why not try for a job in Lee-Side. I'm sure that Leo will know of any openings. You come to hear all of the town's doings in a restaurant.”

Angelica accepted a mug of coffee gratefully. “Well, actually, I was thinking of looking for work on the other side of the mountain. Traveling a bit further first, you know.”

Mrs Johns turned to look at Angelica. “You plan to go over the pass on your own?”

“Mrs Johns,” Angelica's curiosity was piqued. “You're the second person to say that. What's so scary about the mountain?”

“Oh, now, I didn't mean to sound off-putting. I'm not scared of that ol’ mountain. I've been over the pass a few times myself. But there are some who won't set a foot on it: they say it's haunted. Can you believe, they take the long way round through Roystan.” She paused and flipped the bacon in the grill pan. “As for me, I do believe that folks encountered something evil up there, but the Creator is far stronger than any evil. That's what I say.”

“You sound a lot like my parents, Mrs Johns.” Angelica smiled.

“Thank you.” Mrs Johns’ eyes twinkled behind her purple-framed glasses. “That's quite a compliment I'm sure.”

The two women ate a leisurely breakfast, while the cats lapped at their milk. The topic of the mountain didn't come up again, but Angelica made a mental note to ask around town about the incidents Mrs Johns had mentioned.

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Angelica took Mrs John’s advice and set off on foot to explore the main street and surroundings. As she walked, her eyes kept being drawn back to the mountain. Up this close, it was no longer blue, but rather rich green and dark gray. Even though it was mid-morning, wispy trails of mist still coiled around its lower reaches. From where she stood, the start of the pass was visible. Angelica could see how people could get carried away by their imaginations: the mountain did have an air of mystery about it. But, I am looking for adventure, so it should suit me just fine.

She turned her focus to the businesses that lined the road: food and clothing, stationary and books, a coffee shop and a real estate agent. As she passed by people looked up and some smiled a welcome. A little further along, she passed the steak house and noticed Leo's bike out in front. She wondered what his thoughts were about the creepy mountain and decided to stop by on her way back so she could ask him.

The main road was typical of a country town. Her long strides brought her to its end before long. A garage, a car dealer, and a small factory complex petered out into the countryside along with the road.

“Temporary help needed. Apply within.” Angelica spotted the words scrawled on a blackboard outside the garage. She stood in the sunshine for a few minutes debating whether or not to accept the invitation. Practicality won out. If she was going to make it further north, she'd need more money. And the experience would help when she needed another job. Hoping that the position was not for a cashier, Angelica strode across the garage forecourt. A petrol attendant smiled her way and asked how he could help. “I'd like to apply for the temporary position.” She gestured towards the sign and returned his smile. 

“You can ask Mr Dennis about that. But I don't think it's the job for you, miss. Mr Dennis needs a mechanic. Guy who works on the tractors is laid up in the hospital and the work is piling up.”

Angeliga hooted and punched her fist in the air. “Actually, that sounds just right for me. Thanks.” The attendant, whose name badge announced that he was Tim, just nodded wordlessly towards the office. Angelica heard him mutter about how odd today's girls were. She just smiled and opened the office door. A middle-aged man looked up from his desk. “Morning. How can I help?”

Angelica took one look at the man’s frazzled expression and disorderly desk and plunged right in. “I'm here to apply for the temporary job. Tim out there says you need someone who can work on tractors.”

The man’s eyes grew round. “You know tractors?”

“Sure do. I grew up on a farm. I've been driving and fixing them since I could get in the cab on my own. Angelica.” Angelica offered her hand. Mr Dennis shook it a bit distractedly. “Well, it's a bit unusual and all. You being a girl. I suppose you don't have qualifications?”

Angelica shook her head quickly. “Not formally, no. But I love machines. Why not give me a chance? If you don't like my work, you don't need to hire me. You're in a bind aren't you?” 

Mr Dennis nodded slowly and studied her face. “OK. I'll let you show me what you can do. Herb’s been waiting for his tractor the longest. Maybe you can get it running.” 

“Thank you. I won't disappoint you. I promise.”

***

A couple of hours later, Angelica left the garage with a grin on her face and some oil stains on her dungarees. The job was hers! She would be starting the following day and would work until Nolan recovered. Mr Dennis had offered to pay her for every successful job, and she'd agreed to the terms confident she could be of help. Of course, Mr Dennis would need to order parts for some of the tractors, but once they arrived, she'd soon have the machines up and running. 

As Angelica headed back the way she came, she realized how hungry she was, and remembered her plan to stop by the steakhouse.

“You look like you've been fixing your truck.” Leo's eyes seemed to light up when he saw her. “Is it OK?”

“It's just fine.” Angelica grinned. “But Herb's tractor wasn't until I fixed it. Got myself a job at the garage.”

To his credit, Leo didn't so much as raise an eyebrow at Angelica's news. He grinned instead. “That's great. You'll like it in Lee-Side, and I'm sure Mrs Johns will be happy to let you stay on.”

“You think? Oh, I hope so. I was so excited to get the job, I forgot out that.”

Leo dismissed her concerns. “Mrs Johns won't mind. You'll see.” He handed Angelica the menu. “I'll be right back to take your order.”

Angelica settled on a burger with fries and a soda. She felt like a celebration was in order. She'd just landed her first proper job.

The restaurant grew busy with lunchtime clientele, so Leo wasn't able to chat, but when Angelica paid her bill, he offered to give her a tour of the town and its surroundings that coming Sunday. Pleased, Angelica readily said yes. The outing would be fun, and it would give her a chance to ask him about the mountain.

Chapter Six

“I brought an extra helmet in case you want to ride on the back of my bike. But we can take your truck if you like.” Leo held a red helmet aloft. “It’s a beautiful day.”

“It is. And I’d love to go on your bike. It’ll be fun.” Angelica took the helmet from him and tucked her wayward curls inside.

“Just be careful.” Mrs Johns called from the kitchen. “Make sure you both get back in one piece.’

“I’ll be very careful Mrs Johns. Don’t worry.”

Leo was right: Sunday afternoon turned out to be a perfect day for the tour. “We’ll do a quick turn around the town, and then I’ll head out towards the lake and the mountain. What do you say?”

“Sounds great.” Angelica grinned. 

They didn’t do much talking: the roar of the bike prevented that. But whenever they passed something of interest, Leo would slow down and tell Angelica a little history.

Angelica felt at ease riding behind Leo even though that meant holding on to him. He was the kind of guy she could imagine being friends with, and she knew her brothers would like him too.

***

Leo turned off the main road, and onto a dirt one instead.  

The view before them was majestic: a wide cobalt blue lake mirrored rugged mountain peaks. Bright green fields dotted with white and mauve wildflowers perfected the scene. Leo brought the bike to a stop near the lake shore.

“It’s incredible. Thank you for bringing me.” Angelica drank in the view. “I could stay here all day.”

“Wish granted.” Leo grinned. His hair glinted gold as he removed his helmet and then his backpack. “I’ve got a blanket, some soda, and a couple sandwiches.”

“Sounds like a picnic to me.”

Leo spread the blanket out, being careful not to squash a clump of daisies. “Here we go. Better than any view in town.” He opened a soda for Angelica. “So, tell me about your new job. How's things been going?”

Angelica crossed her legs comfortably and settled in for a chat. “It’s super. I’m loving the challenge, and not having to compete with my brothers to get my hands on the machines.”

“How many do you have?” Leo looked genuinely interested. “Brothers, that is.”

“Four.” Angelica rolled her eyes. “Not to mention, two annoying sisters. And you?”

“None. I’m an only child. My mom is single. It must be fun being part of a large family.” Leo kept his voice light, but Angelica detected a hint of sadness in his voice and changed the topic. “Tell me,” she leaned forward. “What do you know about some incidents that freaked people out on the mountain? Mrs Johns mentioned something, and she’s not the only one.” Angelica shook her head. “All I have to do is mention my plan to go over the pass, and they start getting all weird.”

Leo turned his gaze towards the mountain. “That’s funny. Same thing happened to me when I spoke about going over the mountain on my bike. It sounds like they saw something real scary up there. It hasn’t put me off though. I still want to take that trip.”

“That’s awesome! When do you plan on going?”

Leo grinned. “As soon as I go on leave. Hey - we could go together! What do you think?”

“Why not? I’m sure any ghosts will leave us alone: your bike should scare them away.” They both laughed.

“We can take our time and camp at a scenic spot.” Leo suggested. “The waterfalls up there are pretty impressive, not to mention the rock formations and gorges.”

“It sounds wonderful. And having company will make it so much better.” Angelica said, pleased.

After finishing their snack, they set off on a walk around the lake.

“Tell me more about your family. They sound like an interesting bunch.” Leo skipped a small pebble across the water and Angelica joined in. It was turning out to be such a super day.

“I guess they are. The boys are fun at times, and my sisters can be sweet. I miss them, even though they can be really annoying. As for Mom and Dad, they’re always on at me about making a choice to follow Emanuel. Don’t get me wrong, I respect them, I just need to figure things out for myself, you know.”

“I know.” Leo said simply. “I felt like that too when I left home. I needed to stretch my wings: find some things out for myself. Grow up a bit. It took a while, and some wrong turns, but I’m starting to find my way.”

They carried on walking around the lake in friendly silence.

“So, when is your leave, Leo? I hope it's not too soon, otherwise I won't be able to go.” Angelica found herself really hoping their plan could work out. 

“Only in three weeks or so.” His eyes lit up. “You may be finished at the garage by then. If Nolan’s back at work, that is.”

“It could work. I can take extra food and water in my truck. Then you’ll only have to carry enough for your return trip.”

Leo stopped walking suddenly. “Won’t you be coming back to Lee-Side too, Angelica?”

“Nope. I need to go on. I hope to get a job in the next town. See what the Northlands are really like.”

“Sounds like a plan.” Leo smiled, but he was quiet for a while. They reached their picnic spot again, then mounted the bike to head back home.

At The Tabby and the Tortoiseshell, Angelica hopped off, and thanked Leo profusely. 

“It was nothing.” He smiled. “Maybe we can do it again.”

“I’d like that.” Angelica’s smile was wide.

Leo’s hope returned, and he almost said what he’d been wanting to say all day: he liked Angelica a whole lot, and hoped she would decide against going further north when their road trip came to an end.

Chapter Seven

“Stop by next time you’re in town, Angelica. If business keeps growing, I might be able to hire you full time.” Mr Dennis said as he handed her an envelope. “I’ve put a bit of a bonus in there. And a recommendation. You’re a fine mechanic, young lady.”

Angelica felt quite emotional as she accepted the envelope. “Thank you, Mr Dennis. I really appreciate that. And I might just take you up on your offer. Thank you.”

Oddly, she felt almost reluctant to leave. She’d miss fixing tractors. She’d miss Mr Denis and Tim too, come to think of it.

Angelica stopped at the supermarket on her way home and spent a chunk of her pay on tinned food, snacks, and bottled water for the next leg of her journey.

***

“I'm sure glad our Leo's going with you, dear. And I pray you find what you're looking for.” Mrs Johns’ glasses misted up as she spoke. “And remember, you're always welcome at The Tabby and Tortoiseshell.” She handed Angelica a bag. “Snacks for the road. I'll be praying for the both of you.”

“Thank you Mrs Johns. For everything.” Angelica hugged the sweet lady, as did Leo.

“Don't worry Mrs Johns. We'll be back. And your prayers are much appreciated.” Leo's voice was confident and cheerful in the cool morning air. Angelica decided not to contradict him. It would be nice to visit Lee-Side again.

First the truck, then the bike roared to life. Angelica led the way to the garage where she filled both the truck's tank and an extra can of petrol. “Best not to take any chances.”

Tim sauntered over and offered to check their tyres. He cleaned the truck's windshield too. “So, you're headed over the pass? Good thing you're driving in the day. Night time's when things go wrong up there they say.”

“Sounds like a tall tale. Maybe someone went up there who'd been drinking.” Angelica got back behind the wheel.

“Nope. All the people saw the same thing. And they were as sober as my grandma. They were scared out of their wits and came down off that mountain just as fast as they could.”

“I like mysteries. I'll be sure to keep a lookout for anything strange. Thanks Tim. See ya.”

“See ya, Angelica. See ya Leo. And take care.”

The two of them smiled and nodded. They'd become accustomed to the superstitious talk of many of the town folk.

Leo took the lead this time, taking the road which led to the pass. The day had started off cool and misty, but once the mist burned off, the day would be great for a drive.

***

Tirsa woke in the middle of the night and couldn't get back to sleep again. Angelica weighed heavily on her heart and mind. She felt so strongly that her daughter needed extra prayer, that she got out of bed and knelt on the rag rug beside it. Yoni stirred before turning on his side. Sensing that Tirsa was no longer beside him, he opened his eyes. “Tirsa?”

“We need to pray, Yoni. Angelica may be in danger.”

Yoni didn't hesitate to join her, and soon they were lifting Angelica up to their Creator once more.

***

Angelica quickly forgot any scare stories as she and Leo ascended the pass. The sun had dissolved the mist, and the mountainside glowed. When she looked up, she saw the tallest waterfall she'd ever seen. Halfway up, Leo gestured that she should pull over. He'd spotted the perfect place to set up camp. To the left of the road, a deep pool surrounded by trees and a level area greeted her eyes. They'd found the pool at the bottom of the waterfall.

“It’s lovely.” Angelica beamed as she got out of her truck. “Just lovely. I imagined it would be like this.”

“A far cry from all the creepy stories, isn’t it?” Leo got off his bike and strolled over to the deep pool. “It’s freezing!” He yelled as he pulled his hand from the water. “So much for a swim.”

“Chicken.” Angelica teased.

“If I put my feet in, will you think I’m brave?” Leo grinned.

“Nah.” Angelica laughed. “Hey, why don’t we walk over the rocks towards the waterfall?”

“Let’s go.” Leo was quick to agree. They clambered up the reddish rocks, picking their way over little pools and ferns.

When they reached the ledge above the pool, Angelica couldn’t resist standing under the rushing flow of water. Her dungarees got soaked quickly, but she didn’t care. “Come on, Leo. Or are you still a chicken?”

Leo laughed. “Not anymore.” He joined Angelica on the ledge, but yelled out loud when the water hit him. “You’re crazy!” Laughing, he splashed some water towards Angelica. She splashed him back. “I feel like a kid again. By the way, you’re definitely not a chicken, Leo.” She sent another volley of water his way, but as she turned, she stumbled. Leo was quick to grab her hand and steady her. 

“Thanks Leo. That was close.” Their eyes met, and Angelica forgot that her hand was still in Leo’s. It felt good. Right somehow.

Leo must have felt the same way, because he squeezed her hand before drawing her away from the ledge. “I think we need to soak up some sun and get a fire going for coffee. What do you say?”

“Sure.” Angelica smiled. Her heart was doing strange things, and she wanted to give herself a good talking too; to tell herself not to behave like Freddy. But she was having fun, and Leo was nice. Very nice. And just a friend.

***

“Is Lee-Side your permanent home now Leo?” Angelica asked as she stretched out on a flat boulder near the water.

Leo looked over at her from the fire. “I’m not sure. Once my studies are done, I’ll have the option of working remotely. So, Lee-Side could be my home base.”

“What about your mom? Don’t you miss her?”

“I do.” He smiled. “Actually, I’ve been trying to convince her to move out to Lee-Side too. I’d like her to get away from the city.”

“What’s it like in the Northlands, Leo? Is it as bad as they say?” Angelica sat up suddenly. She knew that Leo had grown up in the city beyond the Blue Mountains.

Leo shrugged. “There’s good and bad, same as everywhere, I guess. Only problem is the bad is overwhelming at times. It pulls you in, takes you to places you shouldn’t go, and tempts you to do things you shouldn’t do.”

“It sounds like you’re a country boy at heart.” Angelica said lightly. She couldn’t help wondering what sort of trouble Leo might have gotten himself into in the city. She didn’t question him further, not really sure that she wanted to know.

The sun had mostly dried off their clothes, and now the fire finished off the job as they sat drinking coffee and eating food they’d warmed.

“So, what are you hoping to find beyond the mountain Angelica?” Leo’s gaze found her own in the twilight.

“Oh, I don’t know, really. Perhaps I’m hoping to find myself, you know.” She stretched her legs towards the fire. “All my life, I’ve been told what to do, what I should believe. Where I should go. I want to find out whether all I’ve been taught is true.”

Leo touched her hand gently. “It’s a noble cause. You do need to find out for yourself.” Leo understood, but he hated the thought of Angelica disappearing from his life so quickly. He covered her hand with his own. “Angelica, I hope you don’t think this is weird; but I’ve been wanting to say it for the longest time. I like you. I like you a lot. I like being with you.”

Leo looked down at his feet, not daring to meet Angelica's gaze. “Sorry for sounding so dumb.”

“You’re not dumb.” Angelica swung around to face him. She kept her hand under his. “I like you too, Leo. I never thought I’d say that to a guy.” She laughed softly. “I like you. I like being with you. Does that sound crazy?”

“ No, not at all.” 

They both laughed awkwardly, neither of them sure what it meant as far as the future was concerned.

Angelica pushed the questions away and just enjoyed the feel of Leo’s hand in hers as they sat talking. She barely noticed the darkness descending or the cooling of the air. At one point, Leo put his arm around her. She lifted her face to his, wondering whether this was the moment when he would kiss her. She recalled seeing Manny stealing a kiss from Freddie out behind the goat pen, and wondered what it would feel like. Would Leo expect more than a kiss now that they’d said how they felt about each other?

But Leo just touched her cheek with his finger before rising from his place beside the fire. He unrolled his sleeping bag. “It’s time we turned in if we want an early start. I’ll sleep by the fire and guard you from wild animals.” Leo touched her hand and smiled, but Angelica felt disappointed. It was as though he’d purposefully distanced himself from her. She wouldn’t let her feelings show though, and nodded before heading for her tent. She felt confused as she zipped herself into her sleeping bag. As she lay in the dark listening to the splashing water of the falls, she went over every moment of their day together and wondered how she would be able to say goodbye on the other side of the mountain..

Chapter Eight

At some point in the night, Angelica woke and checked her phone to see what the time was. Only 2AM. She sighed and left her phone’s torch on. The sound of falling water reminded her of her full bladder. Serves me right for drinking two mugs of coffee. 

Angelica shivered slightly as she left the cozy tent. Mist had descended as they slept. She looked over at the fire and saw that it was still burning bravely. Leo must have been adding sticks to it in the night. She stood studying his sleeping form for a moment. He looked warm and seemed to be in a deep sleep, a knitted beanie protecting his head from the damp. 

Angelica walked towards the dense copse of trees beyond her truck. The light from her torch cast a frail beam through the trees. For the first time since arriving, Angelica felt a shiver of fear. The mist made her feel disoriented, and the sound of water falling no longer sounded inviting. It sounded harsh and insistant in her ears.

She left the copse as quickly as she could, but the mist had thickened. She struggled to make out the light from the campfire. Disoriented, she turned to the right: some light was shining there: actually, it felt like the light was walking towards her. Perhaps Leo had come looking for her.

The light began to move more quickly. She froze in place. The light seemed to be rushing at her. A scream tore from her lips. Blazing scarlett eyes burned through the mist. A large hulking form loomed out of the gloom. Another scream tore from the depths of Angelica’s being. The monster rushed at her, and Angelica turned and fled. She was crying now. She could hear the roaring of the monster behind her and heard the thrashing of what could have been a tail through the trees. Inky darkness enveloped her, and she knew that there was little hope. She prepared herself to fight whatever it was. She had no weapon: her fists would have to do. 

She paused, to try and get her bearings, and realized that in her flight, she had merely ran deeper into the copse of trees. The temperature had dropped drastically, and her shorts and t shirt offered little protection. The roaring of the monster enveloped her. So this is what evil feels like. 

“I’m not afraid of you!” Angelica yelled into the darkness. “Whoever you are, I’m not afraid of you!”

The monster rose in front of her, and a demonic laugh shattered the silence. Angered, Angelina shot her fist out at the massive body. “I am not afraid!”

Her fist flew uselessly through the mist, and the monster’s evil laugh echoed through the trees. “But you are! You are!”

“Leave me alone!” But the evil being seemed to grow larger, trapping her in the copse of trees. “Leo! Help! Leo!”

Angelica lashed out at the hulking form to no avail. It was over. This thing, whatever it was, was going to kill her. The warnings of the towns’ people flashed through her mind, and she regretted her cavalier attitude. Where is Leo? Surely all this noise should have woken him?

Suddenly, a cry echoed through the trees: “Emanuel! Emanuel! Help us!” 

Angelica recognized the voice, even as she lay on the ground, paralyzed by the evil presence around her. It was Leo calling out. His voice sounded firm and sure.

As she lay there, unable to move, and feeling as though her life was fading away, she managed to echo his cry: “Emanuel!” It was the Name of the One she’d believed in as a child: The source of all that is good and true. The One who loved her. “Emanuel!”

And instantly, it seemed, He was there: in a flash of brilliant white, his sword came crashing through the darkness, piercing the monstrous, evil that surrounded her. Emanuel.

***

Emanuel led the two young people back to the campsite. As He walked, the mist seemed to dissolve around Him.

Angelica stood next to the fire, warming her hands. She was still shaking, but somehow, she knew she was going to be ok. “How did You know I needed help?” She asked Emanuel.

“I know all things.” He smiled, and His face glowed with beauty and love. “You should know, Angelica, that your parents have been praying for you through the night. You are loved.” He turned and faced Leo. “Son, you too are loved. Stay on the right path and keep following me as you have been doing.”

Emanuel looked at both of them with love in His eyes. “Stay away from evil dear ones. And remember to stay close to me and it won’t come near.”

Chapter Nine

The winding road crested the top of the mountain, then made its way like a silken ribbon down to the valley below. As Angelica drove around hair-pin bends and past breath-robbing views, she felt almost embraced by the mountain. But more importantly, she could feel Emanuel’s presence close by her side as she drove. 

Leo tailed her closely, and now and again, she’d catch a glimpse of his grin in her mirror. He looked as happy as she felt. Their second camping experience, this time near the top of the pass, had been much more enjoyable. 

The mountain was a beautiful place, she'd made a beautiful friend, and now she had so much more: she had peace. She knew who she was. She knew what she believed. 

Now, as Angelica drove down the mountain, her future stretched out before her; uncertain, but lacking the fear it had once held. 

At the bottom of the pass, a sign declared its end, and another demarcated the border of the Northlands. She had finally arrived.

***

Angelica pulled over into a layby which was fringed with willow trees draping a pretty stream. Leo followed suit.

They both leaned against her truck and looked back at the way they’d come. Angelica reached for Leo’s hand and she squeezed it. “I hardly know what to say.” She whispered.

Leo smiled in a lop-sided kind of way. “How about, I love Lee-Side so much that I’ve decided to come back with you.” He drew her into a gentle hug. “But it’s your choice.”

“Oh, Leo, a big part of me wants to say that, but I need to go on.” Her voice cracked as she looked into Leo’s eyes. “Somehow I know that I need to travel on with Emanuel through the Northlands: getting to know Him; learning to trust.”

Leo nodded, as his vision blurred. “I understand.”

They stood quietly for some time, listening to the sound of gentle water and the sweet whisper of Emanuel’s voice. “You are both so loved.”

Angelica helped Leo to gather his things and fill up the bike’s tank.

Leo touched her cheek. “Be careful Angelica. I’ll keep you in my prayers. I love you.”

Angelica nodded through her tears. “And I love you, Leo. Please wait for me. I’m planning on making Lee-Side my homebase and on fixing a few more tractors for Mr Dennis.” She held up her phone. “I'll stay in touch.”

Leo held up his own phone in silent promise before mounting his bike.

***

It was some minutes before Angelica’s heart and mind stilled enough for her to drive on. The valley stretched out before her: the big unknown. It wasn’t long though, before she began to hum to the tune of the singing tyres. She would carry Leo in her heart until she returned to his side and forever after, and Emanuel would be her eternal friend and companion.

***

‭Matthew 1:19-20, 22-23 ESV‬

[19] And her husband Joseph, being a just man and unwilling to put her to shame, resolved to divorce her quietly. [20] But as he considered these things, behold, an angel of the Lord appeared to him in a dream, saying, “Joseph, son of David, do not fear to take Mary as your wife, for that which is conceived in her is from the Holy Spirit. 

[22] All this took place to fulfill what the Lord had spoken by the prophet: [23] “Behold, the virgin shall conceive and bear a son, and they shall call his name Immanuel” (which means, God with us). 

https://bible.com/bible/59/mat.1.19-23.ESV

Author's Note

Dearest Reader,

You may have realized that Emanuel in both this story, as well as the previous two, represents Jesus Christ.

The story and the setting are fictional, but the message is true.

Jesus is God. He was there when the earth was made. All things were made through Him. Because of sin, He came to earth, in order to save us. By dying a cruel death on a cross, He took all our sin upon Himself. John 3:16

We have all sinned. No one is good. But if we put our trust in Jesus; believe in Him and ask Him to save us, He will.

You can repent and ask Jesus to save you today.

Start reading the Bible from the Book of John in The New Testament. You can access the Bible for free on The Bible App.

***

This is where I will be leaving our friends from Adama.

In case you are wondering, Angelica does return to Lee-Side after her trip to the Northlands. She soon realizes that she has much to be grateful for at home, and returns to Lee-Side after several adventures and further work experience. I imagine her getting her job at the garage back and falling deeper in love with Leo under Mrs Johns’ motherly eye. Of course, one of the first things Angelica does is take a trip back home to the farm with Leo.

You can imagine the rest:)

Love and blessings,

Alison