Sons and Holy Ones (Picks up where May Angels Lead You In left off) Ran managed to give his Papa the slip. Let Papa talk adult things with the blessed. Ran approached the reason for this long trip. The baby watched him with dark eyes that guessed his intention and held out a hand so small, which Ran gently squeezed, smiling the babe’s smile. Starlight enfolded them; when it left, all had changed; Ran and the baby had grown, while time stood still, so they might talk together. “You’re the saviour,” Ran said in Papa’s voice. “Yes, storms come, you’ll need blessings … Continue reading Sons and Holy Ones