Zachary and Tiffany’s First Evening Together-The New Generation Gap

Later, Tuesday, October 30, 2012.

Zachary opened his front door for Tiffany and said, “Here it is. Not much, but, for now, it’s mine.”

“It’s cute,” Tiffany replied.

“Thanks.”

Suddenly a rush of anxiety came over Tiffany as she said, shaking, “What am I going to do about clothing and my personal items?”

“When was the last time you bathed?”

“Right before going to the mall.” She paused, then continued, “But I am all sweaty and have no change of clothes.”

“Why don’t you take a bath, wear one of my tee shirts and sweat pants, then I’ll wash your clothes with mine in the laundromat? Then, when I get paid Friday, I know of a thrift store a few towns over that carries articles of clothing for twenty-five cents apiece.”

“What about my undergarments? I know thrift stores don’t sell those.”

I will buy you whichever ones you like.”

“But you’re on a fixed income.”

“Yes, but this is an emergency and I happen to have just enough money left over.”

“Thanks. You’re really sweet, Zack.”

“It’s the least I could do.”

“And you would wash my clothes for me?”

“Sure, I need to do a load of laundry anyway,” Zachary said as he retrieved a black tee-shirt and a pair of grey sweat pants from his dresser, then continued, “Go bathe and change in my bathroom, then afterward, place your dirty laundry in my hamper. It’s in my bedroom closet.”

Tiffany nodded and then walked to Zachary’s bathroom.

Zachary stood in his kitchen and listened to the radio as he began to prepare dinner.

Tiffany removed her pink tee-shirt, then her purple brassiere as she stared at herself in the mirror. She then removed her grey tennis shoes, yellow socks, dark blue jeans, and white panties. She then used the toilet and subsequently flushed. Afterward, she drew water in the bathtub and quickly bathed and dried off from the bathroom heater. She then donned Zachary’s black tee shirt and grey sweat pants, then bundled up all of her clothes, and placed them in Zachary’s laundry hamper which was now full. She saw Zachary in the kitchen, listening to a piece on NPR and slicing some squash and zucchini.

She covered his eyes from behind and said, “Guess who?”

“Is it the lovely Tiffany Taylor?”

“You win!”

“What’s the prize?”

“It would be a sin if I gave it to you now, but I definitely want to, Zack Moore!”

Zachary turned around and beheld her, then spoke, “Good Lord, Tiffany, you’re so beautiful!”

“Oh, Zack, I’m a mess.”

“But those clothes I gave you, they accentuate all of your lovely features and, wow, I’ve never been so attracted to someone!”

Zachary blushed afterward.

Tiffany kissed both of his red cheeks and then said, “You’re so cute when you blush. And I know I have found someone good if I am wearing a tee-shirt, sweat pants, my hair is a mess and he still thinks I am beautiful.”

“You would be beautiful no matter what you wear!”

“Aww. You’re really sweet!”

“Thank you!” Zachary said as he kissed her, then preheated his oven to 350 Degrees Fahrenheit.

“Do you need any help with dinner?” Tiffany asked.

“Well, I could use some help with the seasoning base,” Zachary replied.

“Just tell me what you need.”

“Very well,” Zach said, the placed a pot on his electric range, saying, “Pour some olive oil until the bottom of the pot is covered, then add some minced onions, garlic powder, Italian seasoning, Oregano, dehydrated bell peppers, and brown sugar. They’re all in my cabinet to the right of my stove.”

Tiffany retrieved everything from the cabinets. She poured the olive oil until the bottom of the pot was covered, then asked, “How do you measure the other spices?”

“Just add some of each until the olive oil is no longer clear.”

“Are you sure?”

“I’m positive!” Zachary said as he kissed her.

Tiffany added the spices then Zachary added the sliced squash and zucchini.

She then asked, “What next?”

“Turn on the burner to very low, then stir every so often with a wooden spoon until everything carmelizes.”

“It’s nice to have a home-cooked meal. My parents usually buy those frozen Banquet Dinners.”

“Well, I eat those as well, only if I don’t have the time to cook,” Zachary paused, then continued, “Now keep stirring, but I will show you how I make meatballs.”

“Nice.”

Zachary took a plate of fresh ground beef from his refrigerator, then placed it in his mixing bowl. He also took a half-full bag of Mozzarella cheese from his refrigerator and added it to the mix, as he said, “The cheese gives the meatballs an extra flavor.” Zachary then added black pepper, seasoned salt, garlic powder, minced onion, and parsley to the mix. “Here’s the nasty part,” Zachary said as he washed his hands, then rinsed them and began to evenly mix the ground beef with the cheese and seasonings until it was consistent. The oven beeped, thereby indicating that it had reached the target temperature. Zachary then took a skillet and sprayed it with Pam. Afterward, they formed the ground beef mixture into little heaps the size of ping pong balls and placed them on the skillet and then in the oven. After closing the door, Zachary activated the stopwatch feature on his G-Shock.

A wonderful aroma filled the kitchen when Zachary said, “Time to add the sauce to the seasoning base.” He opened two jars of Ragu Garden Combination and poured them into the pot, then kissed Tiffany and said, “Now mix all of that and stir every now and then.”

Tiffany smiled sweetly as she stirred with the wooden spoon.

Suddenly Zachary had shooting pains in his lower back. By the expression on his face, he was unable to hide the fact that something was wrong.

Promptly, Tiffany asked, “What’s the matter, bae?”

“Oh, my wretched back is giving me trouble yet again.”

“Is it because of what happened today?”

“No. Please don’t worry about that, sweetheart. It’s not your fault at all, I frequently get back pain while cooking and doing many other activities as well.”

“Is there anything I can do?”

“You could hold me.”

“Okay, I’ll do that. I would want to do that anyway!”

“Then let’s relax on the couch while dinner cooks. We have a few minutes before the meatballs are done baking.”

Tiffany sat on one end of the couch and Zachary lay resting his head on her lap.

He looked up at her face with awestruck admiration while she smiled at him, playing with his hair and caressing his face.

Zachary took the remote then turned on his television and scanned for channels. There was only one channel coming in reliably enough, and it was playing a prime-time drama. Tiffany shuddered when the scene became violent. Zachary noticed, to which he turned the television off and said, “I’m sorry. If I knew that show would have upset you, I wouldn’t have watched it with you.”

“Do you usually watch that kind of stuff?”

“Not really. It’s just that was the only channel coming in at the moment. The weather affects my TV reception.”

“What radio station were you listening to earlier?”

“The local NPR station.”

“What’s that?”

“National Public Radio. It’s like PBS, but radio instead of television. I listen to NPR because it enhances my vocabulary, therefore improving my writing.”

“Do you listen to it a lot?”

“Yes.”

“What would be playing at this hour?”

“Classical Music.”

“Okay, nice! Do you think we could listen? Maybe it could inspire my painting when I get more art supplies.”

“Sure. I’ll turn my kitchen radio on.”

“I’ll do it, you rest.”

Tiffany then walked to the kitchen and switched the radio back on. They listened for a few minutes, then Zachary checked his watch. The twenty minutes were almost up.

Both walked to the kitchen and stood by the oven.

Zachary’s stopwatch feature on his G-Shock reached twenty minutes, so he opened the oven door, then with a potholder, removed the skillet and poured the meatballs along with the drippings into the pot of sauce. He then stirred the mixture and turned the oven and the burner off.

“Why you turned the burner off?” Tiffany asked.

“Because the mixture is hot enough to continue cooking, besides, we need to do laundry and I need to buy you some underwear.”

“Where can we get some?”

“There’s a Dollar General next door, we can go there.”

“I’ll just get a cheap six-pack of panties then.”

“Even the cheapest undergarments would make your bottom lovely!”

Tears filled Tiffany’s eyes as she said, “Thank you for saying that. You make me feel beautiful. My dad is always making comments about how big my butt is and that I shouldn’t eat so much.”

“I’m glad that I make you feel beautiful because, to me, you’re the most beautiful lady there is!”

“You’re making me want to commit that sin with you!”

“I want to commit that sin with you as well, but I am deathly afraid of losing you! As I’ve said before, I’d rather be obedient to my God and have you by my side for the rest of my life than have you for a few moments of pleasure only to lose you and never get you back. You’re worth the wait!”

Tiffany grabbed Zachary then pulled him to her and showered his face with kisses.

“Let’s go get me some panties,” Tiffany said, smiling from ear to ear.

“Would you also like some socks?”

“Sure, if you have the money.”

“I think I do.”

“Then let’s go.”

Tiffany borrowed a pair of socks from Zachary and then put them and her tennis shoes on.

Zachary then grabbed his key lanyard and flashlight as they walked out of his apartment, down the stairs, then to the Dollar General.

They entered and walked right to the clothing section. There was a six-pack of socks that Tiffany grabbed immediately. Then there were several six-packs of panties that Tiffany had considered until she saw one that was all different colors: one white, one lavender, one black, one pink, one flesh-colored, and one gray. “Zack, what do you think of these?” She asked.

“I am at a loss for words on how beautiful I think you would be in them!” Zachary replied.

“Then buy them for me!”

“Very well, sweetheart!”

Tiffany kissed Zachary with great passion and then said, “Thank you!”

Zachary kissed her in return and affectionately patted her bottom.

Both blushed and grinned as they embraced.

“Oh, I almost forgot, I need some Tide to wash our laundry,” Zachary said.

“That’s fine,” Tiffany replied.

With that, they walked to the detergent section and purchased a small bottle of Tide, then walked to the counter and checked out.

By the light of Zachary’s flashlight, they walked home. After entering, Tiffany secured her new socks and panties. Afterward, she carried the laundry basket while Zachary carried the bottle of Tide and a roll of quarters to the laundromat. They selected a washing machine, then placed the clothes in, paid the quarters, and started it. Then hand in hand they walked back up to Zachary’s apartment by the light of his flashlight.

Upon arriving home, Zachary received a text message stating a low balance alert in his checking account.

“Now, I’m going to show you how to make the pasta,” Zachary said. He took another pot and filled it with water from his kitchen tap. He then added a few drops of olive oil and some parsley. Finally, he took a one-pound box of dried spaghetti noodles, broke them in half, dropped them in the pot, and put it on to boil. When the pasta was boiled, Zachary heated the sauce, then said, “I’m going switch the laundry. When I return, let us eat. Don’t open the door to anyone but me.”

Tiffany nodded then kissed him.

Zachary locked his door behind him, then walked down to the laundromat by the light of his flashlight with the quarters in hand. He saw that the washing machine was finished so he transferred the laundry to a dryer, then placed the quarters in and started it. Afterward, he left the laundromat and walked back up to his unit.

Tiffany was setting the table as he entered.

“I’ll serve us, sweetheart,” Zachary said.

“Thanks, bae!” Tiffany replied.

Zack served each of them a generous portion of spaghetti and meatballs. Afterward, he sat down and said grace, “Dear Heavenly Father, we thank You for this wonderful meal and we thank you for all the gifts and blessings that You have so graciously bestowed upon us. We also ask that you bless our relationship, keep us together forever and that You compel us to honor and glorify You with our lives. Please protect us from all who wish to cause harm and please meet all of our needs, both seen and unseen, known and unknown. Bless this food for the nourishment of our bodies for Your service and glory. We make these prayers in Your Son Jesus’ Precious Name, Amen!”

As they were eating, Tiffany said, “I love hearing you pray, Zack!”

Zachary then asked, “Would you like to come to church with me tomorrow evening?”

“Church on a Wednesday?”

“Yes.”

“I mean, sure, I’m only used to church on either Saturday or Sunday.”

“I have church on Sunday as well.”

“I’ll go with you, both on Sunday and Wednesday. I feel a voice in my head that is urging me to go with you.”

“Wonderful!”

“This food is delicious, Zack!”

“Thank you. You know you helped me make it!”

“True.”

“And get used to it.”

“But everything I eat goes straight to my butt.”

“As I’ve said before, your bottom is very lovely!”

“What if it gets really big though?”

“Then that will mean more of it for me to adore and enjoy!”

“In a way, I’m glad my parents never let me have any freedom because now I am pure for you and if there is anyone worth losing my virginity to, it’s you, Zack!”

“And I’m glad that I have this disability and no other women wanted me, because we will be pure for each other and our honeymoon will be immensely special!”

“You still want me to marry you?” Tiffany asked in a puppy dog voice.

“Of course. You and no one else!”

“I’m falling for you, fast and hard Zack, so please don’t break me!”

“The feeling is mutual and let me say that I would rather die than break your heart!”

They finished up their meal, then placed the leftovers in Zachary’s refrigerator.

For a little while, they listened to more classical music on NPR. There was a break in the music and a weather forecast was given. The announcer stated that another round of thunderstorms would be making their way through the listening area during the overnight hours and that some had severe potential.

Zachary looked at his G-Shock and realized that his laundry was near done, so, he grabbed his basket, key lanyard, and flashlight, then he and Tiffany walked down to the laundromat. A thick scratchy wind was blowing through the complex as they walked across the parking lot and into the laundromat. There were a few seconds left on the dryer as they embraced, lost in each other’s eyes. The dryer buzzed, then Zachary loaded the freshly cleaned laundry into his basket. Tiffany carried it up to his unit and he escorted her.

She set the basket down on the living room floor.

“You can get your clothes out if you wish, but I’ll fold mine tomorrow. I need to wash my dishes before the next round of storms come through.”

“I’ll help you, Zachary.”

Together they washed and rinsed all of the dishes, then set them on the counter to dry.

Tiffany then asked, “Do you think you could read more of your stories to me?”

“Sure, I would be honored to!” Zachary replied.

With that, they walked to Zachary’s computer. Zachary sat down on the chair and Tiffany lay on the couch. Tiffany hung on to his every word, smiling from ear to ear. He read to her until they were very sleepy.

“Why don’t we get some rest?” Zachary asked.

“Okay, bae,” Tiffany replied.

She then went to the bathroom, took off Zachary’s sweat pants, and put on a pink pair of her new panties. She also put on another one of Zachary’s tee shirts, a grey one.

After she stepped out of the bathroom, Zachary beheld her with a mixture of tremendous admiration and immense lust.

He held her close to him and began to kiss her face, then her neck, then her chest, then her stomach as he caressed her buttocks.

“If you go any further, it will be a sin. But I would greatly enjoy it.”

“You’re right, Tiffany. And I don’t want to lose you as a result of that sin. No, I want you by my side forever!”

“That is my wish as well!”

Hand in hand, Zachary walked Tiffany to his bedroom, then tucked her in and gave her a long sweet goodnight kiss.

He then walked to his living room and pulled out the mattress of his futon and went to sleep…

…Hours passed by…

A severe thunderstorm had developed and had woken Tiffany up.

Wind, lightning, and thunder were constant.

She was very frightened, to the point of tears.

Tiffany walked out of bed, to Zachary’s living room.

She gently tapped him, “Zack…Zack…Zack…”

Finally, Zachary woke up and asked, “Tiffany are you all right?”

“I’m scared of the weather, Zack. Will you hold me?”

“Sure, Tiffany. It would be a joy for you to sleep in my arms.”

“Then come right now.”

Zachary stepped off the couch, then followed Tiffany to his bedroom. They both climbed into his bed and pulled the covers over them.

Zachary held his arms around Tiffany’s waist and rested his face on the back of her neck, as he spoke, “I truly wish we were married, but I promise I won’t take advantage of you because I want God to bless our relationship.”

“If it wasn’t such a sin, I would be intimate with you, but, for now, I’m glad you’re cuddling with me.”

“Well, I want to comfort you from this weather, because I know it scares you. Although, it is a great pleasure and joy to cuddle with you.”

Tiffany then said, “When I was a little girl, I was always afraid of the weather. I guess because my parents always said that God would kill me with lightning or a tornado because I was so wicked.”

“You’re very sweet and God loves you immensely. Your parents are the ones who are wicked.”

“I guess it is on my mind because I just left them and they are probably angry at me. I’d like to see the looks on their faces if they could see us cuddling and do nothing about it.”

Zachary kissed the back of her neck.

Tiffany pushed her buttocks against Zachary’s pelvic region and then said, “I wish I could see the look on your face too, Zack because you get to feel my big butt against you all night long while I wear these sexy panties.”

“I admit that I am smiling more than I ever have and I do feel very privileged,” Zachary said as he pulled her even closer to him.

“Then hold me all night like this, bae!”

“Your wish is my command, sweetheart!”

A bright bolt of lightning flashed followed by a loud crash of thunder.

“The weather is not as scary now that I am in your arms, Zack.”

Zachary simply kissed her neck as they soon fell asleep, happier than ever before…

Back to “The New Generation Gap”

How Zachary Moore met Tiffany Taylor-The New Generation Gap

Tuesday, October 30, 2012

On an overcast evening, Zachary Moore had driven to the mall to compare prices on some items he planned to buy when his SSDI check would be deposited in a few days. The reason why he was drawing SSDI was that he had injured his back whilst working as a roustabout in the shipyards six years ago. After the injury, he applied for a low-income apartment and was granted one four months later. He was a lonely twenty-five-going-on-twenty-six-year-old, but kept busy writing and working on computers. He had been employed, nearly full time from the ages of fifteen to nineteen, first as a shopping cart attendant and then as a shipyard roustabout when he turned eighteen.

Meanwhile, Tiffany Taylor had snuck out of her parent’s house and went to hang out with friends at the mall. She had been out of high school for over a year but was unable to land any sort of job. She had been growing up in such a toxic environment for the past nineteen years and desperately wanted out. Her parents were constantly at each others’ throats and took out the remainder of their frustrations on her, verbally, emotionally, and even physically. Still, she was nervous about all the human trafficking stories she had seen and heard and was raised in an extremely religious home, so she was still a virgin and wanted to stay that way until she met her future husband. Her parents refused to let her date though because she was under their roof with no real job. She had enough, hence sneaking out with her friends, in the first place. She also needed a ride to the mall to buy some more art supplies. When they arrived, one of her friends proceeded to light up a joint, another one took a hit of Acid. Tiffany freaked out, grabbed her phone and her messenger bag, which was filled with her art supplies and a few other personal items, and then left the car. Storm clouds began to move in and the sky grew dark. Tiffany walked into the mall entrance and then directly to a locally owned art supply store that she frequented. It was next to Sears, where Zachary was looking at some tools and clothing. He also was in the market for a new computer that he could write on since his current computer was getting to be out of date.

They both walked out of their stores and Tiffany was walking forward, but facing sideways. Her eyes were fixated on a mural that was on the wall. She hoped one day to get a job painting murals in public spaces. Meanwhile, Zachary was writing down the prices of the items he wanted in a composition book and not paying attention to where he was walking either. They bumped into each other and Zachary fell to the floor.

“Gosh durnit, my back! It hurts!” He gnashed his teeth in great pain, took several deep breaths, then looked up to see whom he bumped into.

It was as if most of the pain instantly ceased when he laid eyes on Tiffany.

She looked down at him and said, “I’m so sorry, let me help you up.”

Their hands met and there was even more of a spark of attraction.

“Do you need medical attention?” Tiffany asked.

“I think I’ll be fine. I just need to rest on a bench for a while.”

Tiffany then pulled Zachary to his feet and asked, “Could I walk you to a bench? I want to make sure you’re all right.”

“Sure. I don’t mind.” They walked.

“How’s your back now?”

“Still hurts, but just slightly.”

There was an awkward silence, then Tiffany asked, “You’re not going to sue me, are you?”

“No. I wouldn’t have a case anyway, my back was damaged years prior to this. So it’s very sensitive.”

“You’re just being nice.”

“No. It’s true. I injured my back on the job six years ago and have been drawing disability ever since.”

“How old are you?”

“I’m 25 and will be 26 on February 1st.”

“Wow, you don’t look that old. I mean, you’re really cute.”

“Thank you for the kind compliment, but you need not sweet-talk me, I promise I won’t sue for even a penny.”

“No. I really mean it, you’re cute.”

They both blushed but then Zachary asked, “How old are you? You may think I am cute, but I must not keep company with a minor.”

“I’m nineteen but I will be twenty on April 26th.”

“I see.”

“So what is your name?”

“Zachary Moore, but those who like me call me Zack.”

“Well, I’d like to call you Zack, then.” They both blushed, then Tiffany continued, “I’m Tiffany Taylor, by the way.”

“That’s a pretty name.”

“Thanks. How do you feel about me calling you Zack?”

“Quite happy.”

“Because I like you?”

“Yes.”

“Is there a chance you like me as well?”

“Well, I tell you the truth, I was in a great deal of pain when I fell, but I beheld your pretty face, and at that very moment 90% of the pain ceased. I must have had a rush of endorphins.”

“Aww. You’re really sweet to tell me that.”

“It’s true, you know.”

They both blushed again.

Tiffany then asked, “So what’s in your composition book?”

“Oh, this? I wrote some prices down for items that I plan to purchase shortly. I’m researching to get the best possible deal.” Zachary paused then said, “Also I have some ideas for stories I am working on.”

“Wow, you’re a writer?”

Zachary blushed, then said, “Yes. I always wanted to pursue a career as a writer, but couldn’t stomach the additional academic requirements. I was employed from the ages of fifteen to nineteen but would write on my days off. I read volumes of online tutorials to improve my grammar.”

“That’s amazing. Could you share your story ideas with me?”

“Sure.”

Zachary began to read to Tiffany.

She stared at him, smiling from ear to ear.

Suddenly, she felt slight distress as she asked “Do you have any girlfriend or wife?”

“No. I am wholly single.”

“That’s hard to believe, I mean you’re cute, you’re sweet and you write these beautiful stories.”

“But I am afflicted with a wretched disability, so no women desire me.”

“It’s their loss.”

“Thank you, that means a great deal to me!”

“What is your living situation?”

“I live alone in a low-income apartment.”

“At least you have your own place, I stay with my parents and they are always in a bad mood and constantly bicker. They are uptight about everything I like and take out all their anger on me.”

“Seems to me that they are suffering from a lack of intimacy.” Zachary blushed and then said, “Oh, sorry that came out wrong.”

No, I think you’re right. I’ve never once seen them show any affection towards each other.”

“I would never desire a relationship such as that. I mean if I was blessed with a special someone in my life, I would forever be showering her with my affections.”

“You’re really sweet. I know that you say no one wants you and I truly think that it’s their loss. Do you think it could be my gain?”

“Yes. I’d desire that wholeheartedly!”

“Then why don’t you ask me out?”

“Very well, Tiffany Taylor, will you be my girlfriend? I don’t have very much to offer, but I solemnly promise to make you my queen and shower you with affection, if you say yes. And not only that, I promise you my time, my loyalty, and my fidelity.”

Tiffany’s eyes twinkled as she beamed, then nodded several times and strongly embraced him as she spoke, “Oh most definitely, yes, Zack Moore!”

Zachary put his arms around Tiffany as well and held her close to him.

She rested her head on his chest for just a moment, to which he kissed the top of her head.

“That’s sweet, but I want a real kiss.”

“Very well,” Zachary replied.

Both were filled with giddiness as their eyes closed, their faces met and their lips pressed for a moment then sucked with passion.

Fireworks went off in both of their minds as they exchanged several more kisses until a security guard shouted, “Halt! Knock off with the kissing right this instant or I am kicking both of you out of my mall!”

“Could I have your phone number, for us to keep in contact?” Zachary asked.

“Of course, you silly goose! I was hoping you’d ask.”

Tiffany then pulled a blank piece of paper out of her messenger bag, tore it in half, then wrote her cell phone number on one piece. She then handed it along with her pencil and the blank piece to Zachary, to which he wrote his number on the other and handed it back to her. Subsequently, they programmed the numbers in each others’ phones.

Tiffany noticed the clock on her phone and became nervous as she spoke, “Oh no, it’s 5:15 my parents will be home soon.”

Seconds later there was a tremendously loud crash of thunder.

She assumed the fetal position and began to rock back and forth, then said, “I have no ride home and I don’t want to walk home because I am deathly afraid of lightning. Some friends drove me to the mall, but then I left them when I saw they had drugs. They probably wouldn’t give me a ride now.”

Zachary held her gently and said, “I can drive you home, but I respect you far too much to drive you home in this sort of weather, thereby placing you in danger of an accident.”

It now began to rain in torrents as the lightning fiercely flashed and the thunder angrily rumbled.

“You’re right. It’s just my parents will be furious when they get home and I’m not there. Of course, they’ll be furious with me regardless.”

“Would they ever strike you?”

“Yes.”

“Good Lord! Even though you’re an adult.”

“They said that if I don’t like it, that’s tough because I’m under their roof. They’ve even burned my paintings that I could have sold simply because they want me to work hard for a living.”

“I think they’re miserable and they believe you ought to be miserable as well.”

“They would also throw in how they paid for my education in catholic schools for all those years and I’m not doing anything with it.” She paused then said, “It was the arts program at my school that made me want to be an artist. Of course, then, they would accuse me of being smart-aleck.”

“I despised going to school, to the point where I dropped out and became employed. I knew early on that high school taught very few useful things. To me, high school is a deliberately broken system used by this wretched society of ours to crush the wonderous spirits of youth and turn them into compliant, soul-less drones. All a high school degree proves is that the holder of it can do many tasks that he or she desires not to do. Most employers demand people exactly like that, sadly. I wish I would have paid more attention in English because it’s just now that I am catching up on my grammar skills.”

“Wow! I’ve noticed that too. It’s just I had no choice but to go to school.”

“Let me guess, your parents would beat you if you didn’t, right?”

“Exactly.”

“My parents agreed that I would work as much as legally possible if I dropped out. I’m glad they made me work because now I have a pretty decent income from SSDI.”

“When did you drop out?”

“I was seventeen and still a freshman.”

“Wow! But you write and speak so eloquently.”

“Thank you!”

“And you do come out with brilliant ideas. To tell the truth, I would love to have you read to me while I paint.”

“And I would love to examine your paintings and be inspired to write even more.”

“Where have you been all my life, Zack?”

“Oh nowhere really, but I do think there was a reason why we bumped into each other!”

“So do I!” Tiffany paused, then continued, “How much money do you get a month?”

“$1024.”

“Wow, that’s the same amount my mom clears in a month. And how much is your rent?”

“It’s like two hundred something.”

“The utilities are fairly cheap, I don’t subscribe to cable, my cell phone is only $50 a month which provides me unlimited talking and texting and I subscribe to home Internet at a significant discount. I also receive a few dollars worth of nutritional benefits.”

“Wow. You have it made then!”

“Yes. And I’m willing to support you, and even spoil you if you so desire.”

“My parents wouldn’t like you since you’re a high school dropout, living in the projects on disability, and they would think your writing is a waste of time, but I like you, a lot.”

“You’re a legal adult you know.”

“I know, that’s why I am here talking with you instead of cooped up in my parents’ house doing endless chores.”

“I feel very honored that you are here with me and I just hope and pray it continues.”

“You’re so sweet, and cute I know I already said it, but I can’t help it. You’re also very smart. My parents would find ways to keep us apart though unless you were like a strong catholic.”

“I’m not catholic but a Christian. I converted at the age of nineteen.”

“What were you before?”

“My family was catholic, but I saw right through it at an early age.”

“How did you convert?”

“I was employed in the shipyards and there was this attractive woman who was interested in me. It was a Friday, September 29, 2006, and she was planning to have me meet her after work. I won’t lie, she wanted to fornicate with me. I was quite excited in anticipation of that night. Needless to say, I was very distracted and feeling so overconfident that I attempted to lift a heavy piece of pipe all by myself and had crudely announced that I would be laying pipe that night to my buddies. As further I attempted to lift that miserable pipe, my back gave out and was instantly ruined. I was in such grievous pain that I was rushed to the hospital and was not able to visit that woman. When she learned how I was now disabled, she didn’t desire me anymore. I later found out that she has genital herpes, genital warts and God only knows what else. I required surgery on my back to repair the damage. While I was laid up at the hospital, the chaplain visited me, preached The Gospel to me, and subsequently prayed with me. I came to Christ right at that very moment and never looked. The surgery was successful since the doctors prevented the damage from spreading, but informed me of how I could never do any physical labor again.”

“Are you still a virgin?”

Zachary hung his head, almost in shame, then blushed then nodded.

“Don’t worry about it, I am as well!” Tiffany said as she kissed him, then continued, “By the way, our relationship will be very special!”

“My God, Tiffany you’re right! If I was ever content at being a twenty-five-year-old virgin, it is in this very moment.” Zachary paused, then continued, “I had been praying for years that God send me someone to love, and I must admit, He knew what he was doing when He sent you!”

“I know we just met, but I never felt this way about anyone the way I feel about you!” Tiffany confessed as she kissed him.

“The feeling is mutual. I mean I’ve been attracted to other females before, but, you remind me of a good character that which I would write about.”

“Aww. Maybe that’s why I like the stories you’ve told me so far, because I somehow identify with your characters, at least the good ones.”

“Thank you so much! I have fulfilled my literary purpose if I am provoking those very emotions from you!”

“If it wasn’t a sin, I would want your body. But not just your body, your entire being.” Tiffany’s face then sunk as she asked, “Are you even able to perform at intimacy though? I know your back is messed up.”

Zachary caressed her gently softly looking into her eyes and spoke, “I certainly am. The surgery was quite expensive but my company furnished the payments for it and the damage to the nerves that connect my spine to my reproductive organ was fully corrected. God had to have had a hand in it.” Zachary paused, kissed her, and then continued, “Now I think I know why!”

“In a very big way, I’m kind of glad no one else wanted you because that means I’ll have you all to myself,” Tiffany said as she grabbed him and stole a kiss.

Zachary’s face suddenly grew distressed.

Tiffany’s quickly noticed and then asked also with distress, “Did I say something wrong?”

Zachary gently held her and soberly replied, “No. You did not. However, God just spoke to me and said that we must needs to forego intimate relations until marriage. It’s almost as if I think God would reverse the healing to my nerves if we engaged in carnal relations before exchanging those vows.”

“You’re right. Then we would become like my parents and drift further and further apart.”

“May it never be!”

“We can wait until marriage, though.” Tiffany paused, then asked in a puppy dog voice, “Would you even want me to marry you though?”

“I most certainly would! And in the event you wish to work, I would only want you working in a career that is good for your soul!”

“Well, I only would want to be an artist, nothing else.”

“Then I fully support you in that endeavor! I dread the very thought of you slaving away in an occupation with which you’re not happy.” Zachary kissed her, then continued, “I’ll even purchase your art supplies.”

“Where will I stay, though? If my parents find out that we are together and you bought me those supplies, they will destroy all of it and then beat me.”

“Then they are brazenly violating your personal space, your sacred body, and your priceless dignity.”

There was a bright flash of lightning followed by a piercing thunder roll. Seconds later, the current supplying the mall with electricity was disrupted.

Tiffany shrieked in terror.

Zachary quickly drew a small flashlight from his pocket and calmly switched it on.

The bright LED lit up their immediate area as Zachary said with confidence, “I always try to be prepared, so I never leave home without one of these.”

A smile returned to Tiffany’s face as she said, “You’re so sexy!”

Zachary and Tiffany began to heavily kiss and pet each other with tremendous affection by the light of the flashlight.

Minutes later, the security guards and janitors were rounding up all the customers.

One guard was speaking into a bullhorn “A tornado warning has just been issued, please follow our staff to the center of the mall!”

Zachary and Tiffany complied with the request and followed the guards with the rest of the customers.

The sky was once overcast but was now dark as midnight as Zachary and Tiffany lay down against the wall, Zachary shielding Tiffany’s body with his by the light of his flashlight.

Tiffany looked at her phone and realized there was no signal. She put her phone away and closed her eyes as Zachary held her tightly.

The roaring of the winds intensified more and more.

Both Zachary and Tiffany trembled in fear.

Tiffany began to recite the rosary out loud as the winds grew louder and glass began to break. Many mall patrons and personnel alike began to scream in terror.

Zachary then prayed out loud, “Heavenly Father, I humbly ask that you quiet and stifle this horrid storm so that no one shall be harmed and that Your Name be Glorified above all names. Please protect all of us, according to Your riches and glory. Moreso, draw everyone present nearer to You, even unto salvation. I make these requests in that Precious and Powerful Name of Your Son Jesus Christ and hereby proclaim that He is indeed God come in the flesh! Amen…”

A moment passed, then the storm quickly died down.

Everyone stayed put but a great relief of anxiety came upon all of them.

Minutes later, an all-clear was declared.

Zachary kissed Tiffany, then said, “Praise God, that terrible storm is over and we weren’t harmed!”

The room was dark, so no one could identify exactly who had prayed out loud but there were rumors throughout the mall that God heard a young man’s prayers on behalf of them and that they were indeed spared.

Tiffany helped Zachary up from the floor, as she embraced him and pelted his face with many kisses.

Hand in hand they began to walk, by the light of his flashlight when they were instructed by mall personnel to leave because there had been some structural damage. Tiffany’s phone beeped and buzzed indicating that she had a new voicemail.

Zachary said, “I guess I’ll drive you home. Call me tonight though, before you go to bed.”

Tiffany nodded as they walked to his 2004 Chevy Cobalt.
The sinking sun was starting to break through the clouds.

He opened the passenger door for her, then kissed her as she stepped in.

Afterward, he stepped in on the driver’s side.

Both fastened their seatbelts when Tiffany said, “Let me check my voicemail, if it’s from one of my parents, you will see how horrible they are.”

She called her voicemail number, entered her PIN then activated her speakerphone feature.

There were two voicemails:

The first one was from her mom, “Tiffany Anne Taylor, where are you, little girl? You’re supposed to be at home doing chores while your dad and I are at work. It is unfair that you get to go out and have fun while mooching off of us as we slave away at our jobs. Your dad is going to tare up your hiney when he finds you, young lady. There will be other consequences as well for your rebellious behavior! Now get home immediately!”

The next one was from her dad, “Tiffany, this is your blank damn dad! I pay for your ****ing phone service so I expect you to answer when I *ing call. And where in the mother*ing hell are you? You’re not at home, that’s for sure and you’re probably laying out with some lazy stupid ****ing bum. When I find out who that good for nothing son of a ***** is I am going to blow his **** for brains out with my .357 Magnum, then pour gasoline on his useless body and set it ablaze while roasting some mother****ing marshmallows over it then I’m going to shove those ****ing marshmallows down your ****ing throat. After that, I’ll flush his worthless ashes down my filthy ****ing toilet that you didn’t clean. Then I am going to beat your ungrateful *** to a mother****ing pulp until it ****ing bleeds and I’ll burn all of your *blank* damn stupid paintings. Then I’m going to blast your stupid ****ing computer with my 10 gauge shotgun to make damn sure all of your filthy creations of yours are destroyed. Finally, I’m going to smash your ****ing TV and radio with my *blank* damn sledgehammer, because all you watch and listen to on there is pure ****ing trash that teaches you how to be a spoiled degenerate brat. I work way too ****ing hard for you to lay on your fat ****ing *** all blank damn day drawing those trashy pictures and ****ing around with those bums. You need to get a real ****ing job and stop living in this *blank* damn fantasy world. You will come home right this ****ing instant if you know what is *blank* damn good for you!”

Zachary had become pale as a glass of fresh milk.

Tiffany spoke, “Despite what my dad said in there, I’m still a virgin and deep down he knows it because he is possessive of my virginity.”

Zachary quickly collected himself and spoke, “I believe you. And just so you know, I would never use that sort of language in front of a woman or girl. However, we need to make a backup copy of these threatening messages in the case your dad terminates your phone service.”

“How can we do that?”

“I have a voice recorder app on my phone.”

At once, Tiffany played both of those messages again while Zachary recorded them to his phone’s internal storage.

Tiffany then spoke as tears were flowing profusely from her eyes, “I never want to go home again. I’m afraid of what will happen to me and worse what will happen to you.”

“We need to show this to the Justice of the Peace and have a restraining order placed against your dad. All of his guns will be confiscated and he will be immediately arrested if he comes near us. That is if you agree with doing so.”

“Yes. I am. I know what his temper is like and what he is capable of.”

Zachary looked at his watch which indicated 6:05. He then spoke, “Well we cannot see the Justice of the Peace until tomorrow morning, but it’s best we lay low.”

“Yes. I don’t want my dad to see us together.”

“Was he always so ill-tempered?”

“As far as I can remember.”

“Well I knew a lack of intimacy can make put anyone on edge, but Good Lord he takes it to the extreme.”

“I learned in my preteens that when a woman has a full hysterectomy, she loses all interest in sex and can become very cold-hearted. And when a man stops having intimacy, he is easily angered, by anything and everything. My parents never had any kids after me and I noticed that they were always angry at me. My older siblings said they used to be pleasant before I was born.” Tears rolled down Tiffany’s face once again and her voice broke as she said, “That means I’m an accident and they never wanted me.”

Zachary wiped Tiffany’s tears with his shirt as he gently rubbed her face and said, “You’re not an accident at all. I prayed for years that God would send you to me and now he has. You’re going to be a great artist one day and I just hope that you’ll have me by your side, maybe even using my stories for inspiration.”

“Yes, of course. I always thought I would end up marrying a man who is just like my dad, but you are so sweet and gentle. You’re nothing like him. I mean, you speak and write like the Puritan ministers I learned about in American English my Junior year and he speaks as if he were possessed by a legion of demons. I was hesitant to ask you if I could stay at your place, because, I still didn’t know what kind of man you were. However, when you said those prayers and God stopped that tornado, I knew you must have a clean heart because God wouldn’t answer the prayers of a man with wicked intentions. So, could I stay with you? I mean I have nowhere else to go.”

“I would be honored for you to stay with me. You can even have my bed and I will sleep on my futon in the living room.”

“How big is your bed?”

“Full-sized.”

“Then you could share your bed with me. I wouldn’t mind.”

“Believe me, I tremendously desire to hold you while we slumber. I just don’t want to provoke the chastening rod of my Heavenly Father.”

“You’re right.”

“I’d rather be obedient to my God and therefore have you by my side for a lifetime than have a few fleeting moments of immense pleasure with you, only to later lose you.”

“You indeed are a good man, Zack. I’m so happy I found you!”

Zack smiled from ear to ear, then blushed until he was red in the face as he said, “Thank you, Tiffany. No one has ever told me that before.”

“Why don’t we go to your place? I am a little hungry though.”

“I was going to get us some corn dogs and cherry soda, but then the mall was damaged. What would you like?”

“Do you have any food at home?”

“I have a pound of ground beef, a jar of sauce, some pasta, some cheeses, herbs, and spices. How would you like spaghetti and meatballs from scratch?”

“I would love that!”

“Are you okay with eating meat on a Friday?”

“It doesn’t bother me.”

“Good, because that rule is nowhere in the Bible, rather, it was created by the roman catholic church for corrupt financial reasons.”

“I’m beginning to also think that catholicism is phony. When I started to pray the rosary, the winds became more violent, but when you prayed, the storm quickly calmed down.” Tiffany paused then said, “I want what you have.”

“Very well, let’s go to my place and I will explain it all to you while I prepare us some dinner.”

“I’m ready when you are.”

Zachary started his car, then began to pray, “Heavenly Father, please grant us safe travels. Please also open up Tiffany’s heart and ears for what I will be telling her shortly. Please also keep Tiffany and me together forever and may our relationship perpetually honor and glorify You. May we always treat each other with kindness, respect, and even reverence. May we always show each other affection and strive to be unequivocally faithful to one another. Protect us from all who wish to harm. I love you Heavenly Father and I make all of these requests in Your Son Jesus’ Holy Name. Amen. And thank You, Lord.”

“I love hearing you pray. You sound even better than the priest at my high school, who was so repetitive.”

Zachary blushed again and said, “Thank you. I just pray when God tells me to pray. He helps me find the words.”

With that, Zachary put his car in gear and then drove through the rain-soaked roads and highways until they came to his apartment complex on the outskirts of the city. They walked up his stairs and into his front door just as the sun was going down…

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A Review of the PowerTac Valor Tactical LED Flashlight

Just to let everyone out there know, I am not the owner of the featured image on this particular page, I give all credit whereupon credit is due, in this case, it would be to PowerTac.

I think anyone who has read this blog of mine for any amount of time knows that I have been fascinated by flashlights since infancy.

At the age of sixteen, I discovered the modern or at least modern (for their time) tactical flashlights.

To be clear, during that time (2003) a tactical flashlight ran on those Lithium high-capacity camera batteries and utilized high output Xenon lamp modules.

The first tactical flashlights, depending on whom you may ask, were either those angle head models that were introduced during World War 2 and perfected during Vietnam or the Kel Lite of 1968 which was the first flashlight to be constructed of Aircraft Aluminum and meant to robustly withstand the brutality of law enforcement use. I find it almost amusing that the Kel Lite was invented right around the time when law enforcement began to be faced with mass civil unrest, which was an aspect of the second half of the 1960s.

The tactical flashlight of 2020 is more diverse than those that I previously mentioned, but it typically entails a compact flashlight constructed of either aircraft or aerospace grade Aluminium, with an LED system that is powerful enough to provide situational awareness in low light or no light conditions and also temporarily blind an opponent enough to have the advantage in any violent or otherwise threatening confrontation. Additional bonuses would include a strobe feature that can be used for signaling others in your team or further visually disabling an opponent in a fight and a crenelated strike bezel to use as an offensive weapon in combat. And of course, most tactical flashlights should have a decent degree of water resistance (especially for the Navy SEALS and other specialized units carrying out amphibious missions) and an equally decent degree of impact resistance, a feature which would prove useful and be popular for just about every flashlight user. Sales personnel of the 1960s and very early 1970s Kel Lite were trained to give a demonstration of firing a .38 Special Revolver (most likely a Colt Trooper, because that was the chosen sidearm of American police personnel decades until the War on Drugs became heated) directly at the body of a Kel Lite flashlight at point-blank range white it was turned on and showing potential customers that the flashlight was indeed still lit after being hit directly by the live bullet. I have also read stories of a 5 D-sized Maglite flashlight stopping a .50 Caliber bullet fired from a high-powered hunting rifle that was aimed at a policeman. The flashlight with the spent bullet lodged in it but still working was later collected as evidence for trial. I believe the Kel Lite had a considerably thicker body than the Maglite and I wish it would never have been discontinued or that its surviving company, Streamlight, would have continued a classic version modeled after the Kel Lite. Speaking of Streamlight, I had misplaced my favorite EDC tactical flashlight, a Streamlight Junior LED, which had been my go-to flashlight from 2019 through 2021, though I had carried others. All I can say is that, despite being so small, it was instrumental in letting teenagers knocking on my former neighbor’s door at strange hours know that I meant business, although they subsequently referred to me as “mall cop” after that. A bright and rugged flashlight is quite effective when answering the door at a strange hour!

For other reasons besides misplacing my Streamlight Junior, I was in the market for a tactical flashlight that I could EDC, for both nighttime situational awareness and self-defense. In middle February of 2022, I discovered a flashlight company known as “Power Tac.” All I can say is that it seems to be on par almost with SureFire and better than Maglite or Streamlight. Like Maglite, SureFire and Streamlight, it is an American company, but unlike SureFire or Maglite, its factories are located in China. But, I have to admit, the Chinese (when they want to) can make flashlights that are equally as good as any flashlight America makes, just think of the companies NiteCore, Fenix, or WowTac. They have gotten this good by borrowing and improving on ideas they “borrowed” from making flashlights for American companies all these years. There is an Energizer Tactical flashlight that I recently bought for myself and another as a birthday gift for my sister which I plan to write a review of soon. Energizer is another American company that, for decades now, has outsourced its manufacturing to the Chinese. I have mixed feelings about all this. The good is that these flashlights and many other products are affordable because of the cheap labor but the bad is that we are giving money to an oppressive, authoritarian regime stained in the blood of its people.

All right, enough of that.

Moving on.

Around that time in mid to late February of 2022, I purchased a PowerTac Valor tactical LED flashlight and that is what this piece will be a review thereof.

Since it arrived in the mail a few days after ordering, I have EDCed it in my side pocket ever since.

I am thoroughly impressed by the solid build quality and generous light output of this flashlight.

Aside from walking around at night to get a bite to eat at my local restaurant and escorting the elderly to their vehicles after evening Bible Studies at my church, I haven’t used it for any truly tactical situations. However, the blinding level of brightness and the crenelated strike bezel does give me peace of mind from carrying it should I ever have to respond to any sort of threat. As I am sitting at my Chromebook writing this piece, my PowerTac Valor is resting in my side pants pocket.

The one feature I could take or leave is while the power switch is indeed tactically correct (forward clickie, thank God), the settings switch is located on the side of the head. And activating strobe mode is a tad complicated. However, I find that the regular high setting does just as effective as strobe in confronting an opponent in the dark. So to operate the flashlight, fully press the tail switch, then press the side switch on the head to cycle through the desired modes. This can be run on any 1.5 Volt AA battery, be it Alkaline, Lithium, or NiMH (my personal choice.) The pocket clip is bi-directional meaning the light can be carried head up or head down in the pocket or, in a pinch, can be attached to the bill of a cap and serve as a hands-free headlamp. One very helpful feature is that this flashlight memorizes which mode it was last used in, so, I can set it to the highest setting then switch it off. Should I need to deploy it for any tactical reason, it will turn on at 800 Lumens from the get-go. There is also reverse battery polarity protection, which should be a standard feature on all flashlights that use an LED lighting system. There is a considerable amount of heat sink provision which will prolong the life of all components and protect them from heat damage. The opening is O-Ring sealed to prevent water intrusion. It is comprised of machined aircraft-grade Aluminium and is given a Type III anodized finish. The lens is made of tempered glass to prevent scratching and breaking and the lens is also double coated to allow the maximum Out the Front Brightness and beam distance.

I will now list the technical specifications and give my commentary on them:

LED System: Cree XML-U3
Power Source: 2 AA ~1.5 Volt Batteries (Use of 14500 Type Batteries will ruin the light and thus void the warranty.)
Maximum Overall Light Output: 800 Lumens.
Maximum Beam Distance: 138 Meters or 452.756 Feet-that’s one and a half football fields!
Maximum Beam Output: 4150 Candlepower.
Impact Resistance Rating: 2 Meters or 6.56168 Feet fall on hard concrete-this is probably a modest estimate because I have seen other tactical flashlights survive much worse!
Length: 149.5 Millimeters or 5.8 Inches-long enough to not get lost easily but short enough to carry discreetly.
Diameter: 19 Millimeters or 0.75 Inches-not too thick, not too thin.
Weight (excluding batteries): 68.25 grams or 2.4 ounces-this will not weigh anyone down.
Waterproof Rating: IPX8-good enough for carrying out an amphibious assault!
Output Ratings:

On NiMH Batteries
Firefly Mode 0.53 Lumens for a 100 Day Runtime
Low Mode 97 Lumens for a 16 Hour Runtime
Medium Mode 358 Lumens for a 2.83 Hour Runtime
High Mode 800 Lumens for a 1.1 Hour Runtime
Strobe Mode 800 Lumens for a 1.75 Hour Runtime

On Lithium Batteries
Firefly Mode 0.41 Lumens for a 120 Day Runtime
Low Mode 93 Lumens for a 26.3 Hour Runtime
Medium Mode 366 Lumens for a 5.8 Hour Runtime
High Mode 750 Lumens for a 1.7 Hour Runtime
Strobe Mode 750 Lumens for a 2.8 Hour Runtime

I am amazed as to how LED flashlight technology is improving by leaps and bounds and how such light output and runtimes are now feasible that was unheard of not too many years ago.

I am equally amazed at some of the other flashlights that the company PowerTac has made, especially those designed for Aviation and Search and Rescue.

PowerTac might not have been around as long as the other tactical flashlight companies but it is gaining a fine reputation for itself.

For years I was prejudiced in favor of Maglite only, but since about 2016 or 2017, this attitude has changed, although Maglite will always have a special place in my heart.

Now I appreciate any well-made flashlight no matter its maker or country of origin.

If I had to give this a rating, it would be a 4.97 out of 5 stars, only because of the complicated means to activate strobe mode.

I guess this, therefore, concludes my review of the PowerTac Valor.

I hope that you, the reader, have been informed, enlightened, and maybe even entertained.

May God richly bless you!

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Synopsis to “Radiant Affection”

So, to explain the featured image on this page, it is a collection of items that are used by the main character, Logan Baines.  Some he EDCs others he uses for his job as a tractor mechanic.

I had begun writing the story that came to be known as, “Radiant Affection”, back in the earlier parts of 2012. At the time I wrote this synopsis in 2022, I have an idea of where I wanted to go with it and how I want to conclude it, but I just haven’t had the emotional energy required to do so.

My purpose for writing, “Radiant Affection”, was to create a replacement for the original version of, “The Textfile.” I had realized that the original version of that story painted Christians in a negative light, so I wanted to destroy and replace it with something better.

“Radiant Affection” is a love story between a twenty-two-year-old tractor mechanic named Logan Baines and an eighteen-year-old high school senior named Mila Gunther. They had crushed on each other for the previous five years but were unable to be in a [legal] relationship, due to their ages.

Because “Radiant Affection” is one of my “Public Displays of Affection” stories, that means it entails a romantic couple that suffers an oppressive authority that forbids their relationship. In this case, it is Mila’s corrupt catholic school president, Kieth Koresh, and the roman catholic religious system in general.

While there may be a minority of roman catholics that have truly come to a saving knowledge of Jesus Christ, I believe that the majority of them are lost and need to be saved. The complete hierarchy of the roman catholic church hinders and hides the true message of the Gospel and teaches other blatant blasphemies. This is why, despite attending catholic school from pre-school to high school, I can no longer endorse the roman catholic church with a clear conscience. This reason is also one of the reasons why I wrote, “Radiant Affection” and some of my other “Public Displays of Affections” stories in the first place. In “Radiant Affection”, I will point out some of the hypocrisy, lies, blasphemies, and other sins committed by the roman catholic church, while at the same time, trying to tell a beautiful romance story.

Without further ado, I present to you the synopsis:

The story begins on the morning of February 9, 2006, at Seven Hills Roman Catholic High School. Mila Gunther, a shy, self-conscious and pleasantly plump eighth-grader is sitting in her Mathematics Class. Her teacher also teaches Advanced Math to seniors. Suddenly, Logan Baines, a skinny, intelligent, and in Mila’s eyes very sweet and handsome, senior, walks into the classroom to retrieve his assignments. Logan is running a high fever and is leaving school for the day. At the sight of Logan, Mila becomes very giddy and starts smiling at him. Logan notices and smiles back at her. Because of her excitement, Mila is unaware of her leg movements and accidentally flashes Logan. Logan saw underneath Mila’s uniform skirt and blushed brightly. Both are virgins and Logan has a reverence for any decent girl and Mila was no exception. He was nervous and anxious, yet passionately attracted to what he had just seen. They become fixated on each others’ gaze. The teacher then told Logan that he may leave now and even questioned whether or not he was running a fever. Before this, Mila and Logan had seen each other in the halls multiple times. Logan was the only boy who would smile at her and open doors for her. Because of her weight, no other boy paid any attention to her, so she thought tremendously highly of Logan.

The day dragged on for Mila.

Upon arriving home, she went up to her room and wrote many love stories. The hero of all these stories was, of course, Logan Baines. The character that she based herself upon was Logan’s lover but remained nameless.

The next day was Friday, February 10, 2006, and Mila walked all around the school looking for Logan. Finally, she saw him sitting in the library, reading a science magazine. She logged on to the computer nearest him and continued writing even more of her fantasies about him. Now and then she would look up from her writing and stare at Logan. When she finally caught his attention, the bell rang. She winked at Logan, to which he blushed again. Despite her weight, Logan thought she was absolutely beautiful. He desired her tremendously but knew at present that they couldn’t be a couple, due to the statutes on the books. From that point on, every time they saw each other at school, both were filled with great infatuation. Mila’s infatuation soon grew into an obsession and she continued to post those stories online.

On the evening of Thursday, April 27, 2006, Logan came across Mila’s webpage. He was shocked, but would consistently read the material. Logan never once thought that Mila was the author. Rather he thought it was the work of one of the cruel girls in his senior class.

On the morning of Saturday, May 20, 2006, the graduating ceremony was held for Logan’s class. Mila snuck in and stayed at the very top bleachers. When Logan’s name was called out, Mila fought back tears, wondering if she would ever see him again. After the ceremony, Mila went home and started writing yet again. It became her heart’s desire that she and Logan would somehow, someday be together.

Throughout the Summer of 2006, Logan worked various part-time jobs, while Mila focused on her writing. Both also tremendously desired each other and remained virgins. No one else seemed to measure up, for either of them.

In the Fall of 2006, Logan started trade school and his concentration was Diesel Power Equipment Technology. He was a model student and was able to pick up the trade with great ease.

When Logan graduated from trade school, he joined a missions trip to Eastern Europe. Knowing that wheat was grown there in abundance, he thought it was an opportunity to gain experience and have something for his career and resume`. While working there, he met a missionary pastor named Michael Clarkson.

On the evening of Wednesday, February 25, 2009, Logan was finishing up his day’s work in Eastern Europe and headed to Pastor Michael’s Bible Study.

During this Bible Study, the roman catholic church was exposed as not being of God

The scriptures referenced were:
Romans 3:23
Luke 1:47
Mark 7:7-8
1 Timothy 4:1-3
Revelation 17

Some had walked out, but Logan’s attention to Pastor Michael was undivided.

At the conclusion, Logan approached Pastor Michael privately stating that he was raised in catholicism and now knows that it is false. He pleads with Pastor Michael on what he must do to make it right.

Pastor Michael presents the True Gospel to Logan and Logan surrenders to it, thus becoming a Christian.

Immediately, Logan became Born Again.

Pastor Michael instructed Logan on how he must share this truth with everyone he meets.

Several catholic priests had Pastor Michael Clarkson banned from missionary work on the grounds of teaching hate.

Logan’s skills were highly valued, so he continued working in Eastern Europe. Many of the local girls tried to catch his eye, but every time, he could only think of Mila and turned every one of them down.

In the Fall of 2009, Mila had grown into a beautiful young lady. He parents had since divorced and she took thyroid treatments which resulted in weight loss. Now many boys had desired her, but she remembered how none of them would even give her the time of day when she was overweight. Whenever one of those boys made a pass at her she politely refused them. However, she continued writing those fantasies about Logan Baines online. She revealed her secret to a few, but they all eventually thought of her as delusional.

On Christmas Eve, Thursday, December 24, 2009, Logan became homesick and took the last flight to the States home. All during the Christmas Holidays, Logan visited with family and friends. When normal business operations resumed, Logan applied for a job at a local tractor repair shop and was hired on the spot. Subsequently, he purchased a condominium and spent his evenings in the local library reading on his laptop. He realized that the secret webpage was still active. Those stories brought back memories of high school which in turn brought back memories of Mila Gunther. He realized that he still had feelings for her, even after all that. So Logan fervently prayed for a chance to see Mila again…

On Thursday, February 4, 2010, Logan had just clocked out of his work and drove to the local library, so he could read on his laptop. He grabbed his EDC bag with his laptop and walked to the second floor, plugged in and connected to the Internet. After looking at his email, Myspace and Facebook, he read the weather report, then noticed that a new story had been published on the secret web page.

At the same time, Mila had also driven to the library and walked to the teen section computers, and uploaded her latest fantasy. She then walked upstairs to begin her schoolwork.

Logan was just about to start reading the new fantasy when the stairwell door suddenly opened and in walked a girl in her uniform skirt. The girl reminded Logan of Mila and his eyes were fixated on her. After a few moments of staring, he realized that it was indeed Mila, just thinner and grown-up. Logan stood up and watched Mila in awestruck admiration.

Mila noticed and smiled sweetly. She did a double-take and realized that the young man staring at her was indeed Logan Baines, but with a more masculine look.

Mila exclaimed with excitement, “It’s him!” She then ran up to him and said, “I know you, you’re Logan Baines!”

Nervously but passionately, Logan replied, “Oh Mila, I cannot believe you remember me!”

They then tightly embraced!

Mila then humbly replied, “Well, you sure are hard to forget.” They awkwardly stared into each others’ eyes, smiling then Mila confessed how she had strong feelings for him when they went to school together and that she still does. She also stated how she thinks that he felt something for her as well because he would always smile and blush.

Logan tells her that it is true. He went on to say that he would have sought her out back then but was afraid of the law and wanted to spare her the humiliating scandal.

Mila replies that she is eighteen now she can be his girlfriend and they can do whatever they want.

Logan replies how he would be honored to have her and that he has a deep reverence for her body and soul and then became at a loss for words.

Mila tells him how those are the sweetest words anyone has ever spoken to her and the fact that they came out of his mouth fills her heart with ecstasy and giddiness.

She then pecks him on the cheek.

Their lips then lock

A city policeman who was working a security detail in the library shouted for them to knock it off or get out.

Mila then suggests that Logan come to her house and continues that her mom is either drunk or full of pills and that her dad left a year ago.

Logan asks if she has a car or does she want him to drive her.

Mila replies that her dad bought her a car just before he left her mom.

Logan then follows Mila home.

Upon arrival, Mila’s mom was sleeping on the sofa with the television tuned to some drama show.

Mila brings Logan up to her room.

Logan sat on Mila’s computer chair and Mila sat on her bed with her legs up.

Once again, Logan could see underneath Mila’s skirt.

Logan blushed until his face was a burning red.

Mila giggled and asked teasingly if Logan liked what he saw.

Logan tried to answer, but couldn’t as he continued to stare under Mila’s skirt.

Mila giggled even more and said that Logan can have her if he wants her and that she will be his first. She then asked Logan with distress if he will be her first.

Logan caught his breath and said that he will indeed be her first and that he has known no other nor does he want any other.

Mila then commands Logan to take her.

Logan states that he can’t because he is a child of God and fornication is wrong.

Mila says how he is hot when he talks about God and how women are turned on by that.

Logan blushed and then bowed his head and silently prayed.

Mila asked Loagan what was wrong.

Logan replied to Mila that he is very attracted to her and she is the most beautiful girl he has ever seen and the only girl he has ever wanted.

Mila once again suggests that he take her then.

Logan states how he would if doing so wouldn’t offend the God Whom he loves. He went on to say how he is afraid God would punish him and cause them to break up if they fornicated. He then plainly told Mila that he doesn’t ever want to lose her!

Mila replied that she doesn’t ever want to lose him either. She then said how they don’t have to have sex and that he just showed her how sweet he is and that she always loved that about him.

Logan thanked Mila for being patient with him.

Mila asked Logan what would he want to do.

Logan replied how he wants to just hold her next to him and innocently snuggle so they can make up for the years when they were apart and finally get to know each other.

Mila asked if she ever turned him on when they were younger.

Logan told her about the time when she accidentally flashed him while he was running a high fever and retrieving his assignments. He went on to say how he liked her back then and figured she liked him too, but he felt so conflicted with great reverence, yet great lust.

Mila told him how she remembered that day as well and how he shouldn’t have felt conflicted and that it was proof that they were meant to be even back then. She went on to say that she could not believe he liked her even though she was so fat back then and how no other boys paid attention to her except you. She went on to say how after she lost weight many boys liked her but none of them measured up to you. She then finally confessed that she writes stories about him online but keeps her identity secret and how she did so ever since that day in class.

Logan replied how he read all those stories but had no clue it was her. He went on to say how he was turned on but never responded because he assumed it was someone trying to play a cruel prank.

Mila placed her face into Logan’s chest and sobbed saying it was her all along and that she poured her heart into it.

Logan then told her as he petted her hair that he thought they were all beautiful and he is even more touched now knowing that she was the one who wrote them.

Mila then pulled a lanyard with a flash drive from under her shirt and said she keeps them as text documents so they can all be close to her heart.

Logan kissed her and said that if he will have her, she can keep him close to her heart always.

They then exchange those three words.

Subsequently, they fall asleep in each others’ arms.

On Friday, February 5, 2010, Logan and Mila woke to the beeping of Logan’s watch alarm.

Logan kissed her and said, “Time to wake up, beautiful.”

Mila replied, “Wow, I thought it was only a dream.”

Logan told her how it is reality and better than anything dreams can provide.

They each visited the bathroom.

Mila then bathed and dressed.

After walking out of the bathroom, she teasingly lifted her skirt in front of Logan.

They then embraced and exchanged kisses with each one more passionate than the last.

They then ate a breakfast of banana nut muffins and skim milk in the dining room while Mila’s mom was still passed out cold.

For a spell they sat and held hands, smiling and admiring each other.

Finally, Mila said that she needs to go to school.

They eventually exchanged those three words then left.

After arriving from school, Mila had a beautiful smile radiating from her face, hence the title of the story. Her giddiness could also be felt by everyone whom she passed. She sat at the library computer writing her current fantasy until the bell rang.

As she was sitting in her first-period math class, the school president called the teacher over the intercom and told her to send Mila Gunther to his office.

The teacher motioned for Mila to leave the classroom.

Mila walked down to the office wondering why she was called.

In a grave, confrontational anger, Kieth Koresh began to question Mila about carrying on in a lewd way whilst wearing her school uniform.

Mila replied that all she did was kiss Logan Baines and that so many others get away with far worse.

Kieth Koresh went on to say how several civic leaders and local business owners were having a meeting in the library and heard everything you and Logan said to each other. He went on to say how that disgusting incident is the impression everyone in the community will have of the school. Kieth Koresh then said that he will only give her two Saturday School assignments, but he commanded her to break up with Logan Baines as part of her punishment and if they don’t break up, she will indeed be expelled.

Mila cries and says that she cannot break up with him because they love each other deeply and have been in love for four years.

Kieth Koresh says that he doesn’t care and to save it for her counselor. He then tells her to get back to class and not step out of line.

When school let out Mila called Logan and explained the situation to him.

Logan replied how that gosh durn Kieth Koresh has gone too far this time. He then sheepishly asked Mila if she still wanted him.

Mila says how she is not about to give up on their relationship after all this, but they are going to have to keep it covert.

Logan said how he will text her his address and that Kieth Koresh might know where she lives but doesn’t know where he lives.

Mila says how moving in with Logan would be all of her stories come true!

Logan then says how he gets off of work at half-past four and to meet him at his condo at five.

They then exchange those three little words and hang up.

Logan worked diligently until quitting time while Mila got ready and packed. Logan then cleaned himself and dressed, as he planned to take Mila out on a date.

At five o’clock Mila arrived at Logan’s place.

Logan greeted her then offered to take her to eat out and shopping.

Mila replied how it cannot be anywhere local in case they are seen together and word gets back to Kieth Koresh.

I will state that the main setting for this story, I would imagine takes place in the Houma, Louisiana area.

They decide to go out several cities over.

After the long drive, they come upon a mall. Logan and Mila

Therefore, the mall they are shopping at would be a combination of Clearview Mall, Esplanade Mall, and Lakeside Mall, all of which are located in the suburbs of New Orleans.

First, they eat at what is the equivalent of a Sbarro, then a Cafe` Du Monde.

Afterward, Logan purchases Mila an engagement ring (unknown to her) some gifts, and finally some sunglasses and a scarf to hide her identity whilst with him in public.

Logan then purchases her a Mini Maglite for her purse, since he always carried one since working in Eastern Europe because of the intermittent electricity.

He states that they should now go home because he has a surprise for her.

They then walk to Logan’s truck and drive home in the cold.

Logan purchases some fuel from a truck stop in a town based off of Raceland, Louisiana.

After filling up they drive straight to his condominium.

Logan walks Mila to his bedroom, then pulls the ring out of his coat pocket and proposes.

Mila all too happily agrees and then they fall asleep in each others’ arms.

On Saturday, February 6, 2010, Mila and Logan wake up in each others’ arms.

They eat breakfast together, to which Mila expresses her concern about gaining weight from eating oatmeal and maple syrup.

Logan replies how it wouldn’t matter to him whether she gained weight or not because he would still love and revere her.

Mila says how she was right to create all those stories because Logan is so sweet to tell her that.

Logan replies how he is in love with her heart not just her body.

Mila tells Logan to not be offended but she won’t wear Logan’s ring to Saturday School, because she doesn’t want to get it dirty but she definitely will be wearing it Monday morning.

Mila says how she will miss him whilst at Saturday school and that he cannot drive her there or pick her up from there because Kieth Koresh will expel her if he sees them together.

Logan then asks if he could read all of her stories on her flash drive.

Mila agrees then she copies them to his laptop.

Mila goes to Saturday School while Logan reads.

One of Mila’s enemies, Ashley Janus, points out how Mila is wearing men’s pants and how they must belong to Logan Baines. Mila is beautiful and Ashley is an eyesore, so she is jealous of the thought that Mila is with someone like Logan Baines.

Mila lies and says how she bought them at GoodWill.

Janus then shouts how Mila shops at GoodWill.

All the rich students laugh.

Kieth Koresh then wants to know if those pants do indeed belong to Logan Baines, to which Mila lies again and says how she bought them at GoodWill because she doesn’t want to ruin her clothes doing dirty work.

Kieth Koresh says for Mila to watch her attitude and that she is picking up trash because she acted like trash.

After the trash was picked up, they cleaned the locker rooms and then went to the library to study.

After Saturday School, Mila left and Kieth Koresh attempted to follow her.

Mila called Logan who instructed Mila to drive to the police station, to which he drove off.

Mila then drove to Logan’s condo.

Logan greeted her and told her to get out of those dirty, wet clothes before she gets sick.

He hands her a turtle neck sweater and sweat pants to warm her up.

They then go cuddle.

Mila attempts to make a sexual advance at Logan once again but he says he can’t for the same reason he previously declined.

Mila says that they are getting married though.

Logan says how he still wants to marry her but wants their relationship to be right in God’s eyes.

Mila asks why does that matter.

Logan replies that he has eternal life and wants her to have it as well.

Mila says how she wants eternal life, so they can spend eternity together.

Logan corrects her and says how she should want to spend eternity with God and that he (Logan) will be hers for as long as they both live, but if she turns God down, he will pray for her.

Mila tells Logan that she loves him.

Logan replies that he loves her too, but God loves her more.

They soon take a nap.

Mila tosses and turns, eventually waking Logan up.

Logan asks her what’s the matter.

Mila says how she heard in school all her life that the alternative to eternal life with God is hell and she doesn’t want to go there.

So, Logan presents the Gospel to Mila.

She eventually surrenders to it, stating that they need to marry as soon as possible.

Logan points out that her strong desire to marry him means that she is being convicted by The Holy Ghost.

They reverently cuddled in Logan’s bed until lunchtime.

After they both felt hunger pangs, Logan ordered them Chinese takeout.

After the food was delivered, Logan tipped the delivery man, then they went into the dining room and ate.

Mila suggests that they say grace, to which Logan leads the prayer.

They eat, then Mila says how she wants to be intimate with Logan but doesn’t want to offend God either.

Logan says they both should pray for an escape route from temptation.

Suddenly there was a knock at the door.

Mila goes hide in the bedroom, explaining to Logan that she doesn’t want to be seen at his place and word gets back to Kieth Koresh.

Logan tells her he understands then answers the door.

A younger busty woman is at Logan’s door.

Logan asks if he can help her.

She states that her boyfriend and herself are moving into the unit above them and if they could borrow a few things.

Logan asks what does she need.

To which she replies dishes and tools for hanging pictures and assembling furniture.

Logan agrees to get those things for her.

The young woman proceeds to step into Logan’s unit.

Logan reprimands her and sternly says that he doesn’t want her entering his property unless her boyfriend is present with her. Logan goes on to say how he is in a relationship with a young lady whom he deeply loves and reveres and he does want to be in a situation where one would even think he is cheating on her.

The young woman says she’ll go back and get her boyfriend in a few minutes, then left.

Mila came out from her hiding spot and told Logan how what he said and did was very noble.

Logan told Mila that she means everything to him and he cannot picture himself with anyone else, therefore he walks the chalk line for her.

They began to affectionately kiss each other until the doorbell rang again.

Mila went back to the bedroom.

Logan answered the door and the young woman was standing there with her middle-aged boyfriend.

They introduced themselves.

The middle-aged man said he was Walter Gunther, (Mila’s dad.)

The young lady then introduced herself as Fannie Jane Giddens.

Logan asked them exactly what they needed.

Walter said that he needed a couple of screwdrivers and a hammer.

Fannie then said that she also needed some dishes.

Logan then tells Walter that he is sorry if he seemed rude to Fannie, but he has a girlfriend whom he tremendously loves and reveres and he refuses to be alone with anyone of the opposite sex.

Walter replies how that’s not a problem as long as Logan doesn’t preach to him about having a younger woman.

Logan replies that he is twenty-two and his girlfriend is eighteen, so he can somewhat relate.

Logan then hands his new neighbors the borrowed supplies.

Fannie says how she is making some Southern Fried Chicken, to which Walters tells Logan to come over and bring his girlfriend.

Logan agreed with considerable reluctance.

Mila came out of hiding with tears in her eyes.

Logan asked her what’s the matter.

Mila replies how that man is her dad and he is now with a much younger woman.

Logan tells her that he is so sorry and asks Mila how is he able to afford to send Mila to catholic school, buy her a car, divorce her mom buy a condominium, and have a young girlfriend.

Mila replies that he is an attorney.

Logan replies how his mom is a librarian and his dad is a history professor and they struggled to educate him.

Mila then says how she doesn’t want to eat dinner with her dad and his new playmate and she doesn’t want him going either.

Logan replies how that is fine by him and is relieved because Fannie Jane Giddens is so nasty that she makes him uncomfortable.

Mila asks what will they do for dinner.

Logan replies how he can go to the West Side Grocer buy something and cook it for her.

Mila replies that she wants it to be something that is not too fattening because she was chubby until her junior year and is afraid that now she will gain it all back since she is in a stable relationship.

Logan replied how he thinks she was beautiful back then and that she is beautiful now. He went on to say that no matter how big or small she gets he will want her because of her inner beauty as well as her outer.

They then exchange those three words.

Mila expresses to Logan how if only making love to him wouldn’t offend God so much.

Logan then suggests that if Mila is concerned about her weight, he will cook something healthy and asks her if she would like steamed green beans and seared chicken breasts.

Mila says how that would be perfect and wishes they were married.

Logan kisses her then says that making groceries is their escape route from temptation.

Mila asks if she has to answer the door should anyone knock.

Logan tells her no and to not worry about it.

They once again exchange those three words then Logan leaves.

He drives to The West Side Grocer, purchases all the food and spices he needs, then sees Kieth Korest in the checkout lane with beer and whiskey on the conveyor belt.

Instantly, Logan pulls out his smartphone and snaps of picture of that.

Kieth Koresh bellows, “Logan Baines, what do you think you are doing?”

Logan replies, “I think I should ask you the same question.”

Kieth Koresh then says how he is a grown adult and can alcohol if he so chooses. He further states how he needs to drink after dealing with some of the students he has to deal with.

Logan asks him what would his students think if they saw him purchasing alcohol, yet suspend or expel them for doing the same. They would lose what little respect they have for him and now he has pictures as proof.

Kieth Koresh suggests to Logan that he quit now because he is messing with forces more powerful than he thinks.

Logan tells Kieth Koresh that he sticks his nose where it doesn’t belong and that he stalks his students.

Kieth Koresh angrily replies that it is his job to make his school look respectable to the community.

Logan then quotes Matthew 23:27 and says Jesus Christ, Someone Whom Kieth Koresh claims to follow said that and it perfectly describes what he and his school are truly like.

Kieth Koresh tells Logan that he can be his worst nightmare if he continues this subversive behavior, that he will be his worst nightmare due to his connections.

Logan warns that he will go to the police because of those threats.

Kieth Koresh says that the police will just laugh at him and stop the subversive behavior or this will get very ugly for him, then leaves the store.

The two cashiers, who were previously expelled for drinking at a party, encouraged Logan to make the pictures go viral and how they are witnesses to the threats made, should something happen to Logan.

Logan sent the picture to Mila

Logan then went home and was greeted by Fannie Jane, saying dinner is almost ready.

Logan replied how his girlfriend wanted something healthier.

Logan goes inside then he and Mila prepare dinner.

Afterward, Logan served himself and Mila, said grace then ate.

Mila was giggling as she asked Logan about the picture he took.

Logan explained, to which Mila said how Kieth Koresh is a hypocrite.

Logan said how Kieth Koresh caught him taking the picture and confronted him.

Mila became nervous and Logan asked if he did wrong.

Mila said he didn’t do wrong but now Kieth Koresh will look for more reasons to expel her.

Mila went on to say how her parents will take her car from her if she gets expelled.

Logan says how he will buy a car for her and she could post those pictures on her webpage if that happens.

Mila once again remarks about the temptations.

Logan replies that he feels the same way but doesn’t ever want to lose her.

They finished eating and cleared the table, placing the dishes in the dishwasher.

They then sat on the living room sofa together.

Logan said how he read all of Mila’s stories and they were the most beautiful stories he ever read.

Mila reminded Logan how he is the inspiration for them. and if he thinks they are beautiful then she accomplished exactly what she wanted.

Logan tells Mila to pursue a career in writing and goes on to say how he will pay her way, so she can focus on being creative.

Mila asked Logan if he would do that for her.

Logan replies that he would since they are getting married, but said not to glamorize fornication or any other sins in her writing anymore.

Mila agreed.

Logan asked her what does she want to do.

Mila suggested watching a movie.

Logan said he doesn’t have cable or DVDs so Mila said they could watch YouTube.

Logan asks if she would want to watch Pastor Michael Clarkson and explains that he is the preacher who led him to Christ back in Eastern Europe.

Mila agrees.

Logan then says how he will show Pastor Michael’s sermons exposing the roman catholic church and how it will explain why people like Kieth Koresh are the way they are.

Mila agrees to watch it.

The total length of the videos was two hours so, at their conclusion, Logan and Mila walked to the bedroom and fell asleep in each others’ arms.

On Sunday, February 7, 2010, Logan and Mila woke to the beeping of Logan’s watch alarm.

They shared a soft, sweet kiss, then each visited the bathroom, one after the other.

Logan then made some oatmeal and coffee for himself and Mila.

Mila walked into the kitchen and suggested that they should be in church because it is Sunday, but not a catholic mass.

Logan replied how he would love to take her to church but it would have to be one where word of them still being together would not get back to Kieth Koresh.

He began describing all of the good churches that are in the area and finally decides to attend one located a few miles to the northeast of them, known as Second Chances Outreach.

Mila said how she will go to her mom’s house and get a change of clothing.

Logan told her to keep him posted and they exchanged those three words.

Mila stepped out and walked to her car with a heightened situational awareness. When she confirmed that no suspicious persons were nearby, she left and drove to her mom’s house, parked in the driveway, and unlocked the door.

Mila’s mother shouted, “Who is there?” in an angry drunken stupor.

Mila replied, “It’s just me, mom.”

Her mom asked her where had she been.

Mila replied how she has a boyfriend now and spent the past two nights at his condominium.

Her mom then confronted her about the school calling her about kissing him in public whilst wearing her uniform.

Mila fully admitted to what she was accused of, then said how that may be wrong to a heartless person like Kieth Koresh, but she had been in love with her boyfriend since eighth grade. She goes on to say how a football player can lift a girl’s skirt in the middle of the school hallway and nothing happens to him, but she shares a consensual kiss from the sweetest guy ever and not even on school property, yet almost gets expelled.

Her mother asks why hasn’t heard about the boyfriend before.

Mila explained how for years it was only a fantasy that they would be together. She went on to say that he is four years her senior and couldn’t legally date him. But now she is eighteen and saw him in the public library last Thursday and confessed my feelings for him and he miraculously felt the same way and she couldn’t help but kiss him.

Mila’s mom said how he might just be trying to get in her panties.

Mila replied how she brought him home last Thursday while she was passed out on the couch. She went on to say how she threw herself at Logan but he declined because he is a Christian and she is one now as well, but they do [innocently] snuggle together every night since. Mila went on to show the engagement ring to her mom.

Her mom admits that Logan seems like someone wonderful.

Mila tells her mom that she needs to let him know that she safely arrived and how she was just coming to get a change of clothes for church.

She texted Logan how she arrived safely and is talking to her mom. Logan replied that he’s glad she’s safe. Mila then texted that she’ll get her clothes and come back in a little bit. They then texted those three little words to each other.

Mila selected her clothes, then came back downstairs and saw her mom taking a sip of wine. She confronted her mom that it was Seven on a Sunday morning and already she is drinking.

Her mom accused her of judging.

Mila said how the booze and the pills were a factor in the divorce.

Mila’s mom said how it was much deeper than that she turned to prescription pills and later wine as well because her husband never paid any attention to her. She told Mila that her boyfriend must be a hard worker if he can afford a ring like that but not to let him put his work before her. She then asks Mila what is his name.

Mila replies, “Logan Baines.”

Mila’s mom comments how that is a storybook name and asks what is his job.

Mila replies that he is a tractor mechanic.

Mila’s mom figures that Logan is twenty-two, the age she was when she married her ex-husband.

Mila asked when did it start getting rocky.

Her mom replied when Mila was starting high school.

Mila replied how he was under pressure because of him being the single breadwinner and having all those expenses, including her thyroid treatment. Mila went on to say that even at her heaviest in eighth grade, Logan would smile at her every time he saw her and he would blush and she thought he was so cute. Mila then told her mom how after she lost the weight many boys paid attention to her but none of them measured up to Logan.

Mila’s mom says she wants to meet Logan and make sure he is as wonderful as she says he is.

Mila says maybe after church today.

Mila then instructed her mom not to tell anyone that she and Logan are still together because Kieth Koresh’s terms for her to stay enrolled at school was that she break up with Logan. But instead of breaking up, she keeps it covert.

Mila’s mom stated how Kieth Koresh is a tyrant and a hypocrite and her lips are buttoned.

Mila then headed back to Logan and texted him.

When Logan stepped out of the shower, he replied for her to be careful, then shaved.

A minute later she knocked on the door and Logan let her in.

Mila commented how Logan smelled sexy, to which he replied it’s his Aqua Velva.

Mila told Logan how her mom wants to meet him after church and Logan said he would be honored.

Mila begs him not to get the wrong idea, to which Logan says he loves her and no family member of hers would change that.

Mila replies that she loves him too, then goes shower.

Logan waited and listened to the radio, but then decided to read his Bible.

He chose the chapter of Romans so he could prepare himself material to give to Mila since she was a new convert.

When he came across the 13th Chapter, he felt convicted, because of his desires to thwart Kieth Koresh’s authority, even though he could discern the wickedness of the roman catholic church. Logan prayed and was reminded how God will fight his battles as per Exodus 14:14. Therefore Logan decided not to blast that picture of Kieth Koresh purchasing alcohol online.

Moments later, Mila stepped out of the bathroom and told Logan she was ready.

She asked if they should take her car or his truck.

Logan replied that they should take his truck and for her to wear her scarf and sunglasses.

With that Logan grabbed his keys and EDC bag, then they stepped into his truck and headed for church.

Upon arrival, they were greeted by an usher named Marley Broderick. He instructed them to find a seat and that they have a gift bag for them after the service.

The pastor came on stage and introduced himself as Oakley Pechette and instructed the congregation that if anyone needs prayer or just someone to talk to, to see him after the service.

The praise and worship subsequently began.

After the song service and before the message, a lady walked up to Mila, identifying herself as Sister Tori, Brother Marley’s wife, and asked to have a word with her.

Mila agreed.

Sister Tori escorted Mila to the back room and asked her to take off her sunglasses.

She then apologized, saying she wanted to make sure the young man she’s with isn’t abusing her.

Mila explained how it’s nothing like that, explained about not being allowed to be with her boyfriend because of her catholic school president.

She then asked Mila if her boyfriend pressures her for sex, to which she said how she was the one that pressures him, but he is afraid God would punish them for fornication by splitting them up.

Sister Tori asked Mila if she was a Christian, to which she replied, her boyfriend led her to Christ yesterday and it was her idea to start coming here.

Sister Tori then asked Mila where was her boyfriend going to church before.

Mila replied how he just got back Stateside last Christmas but was doing mission work in Eastern Europe.

Sister Tori finally asked Mila how long has she known him, to which Mila replied for four years but they only became a couple recently and she told the story of how they were reunited and how when she was younger and overweight he was still very sweet to her.

Sister Tori then said how it seems like Mila has a wonderful boyfriend and she seems like a sweet young lady and how they would be happy if she and Logan joined. Sister Tori then eventually said how Mila and Logan will eventually have to get married. since they are living together.

Mila showed Sister Tori the ring.

To which Sister Tori said Mila does have a good man.

Mila finally said how she is so thankful to God for giving him to her, even though she wasn’t yet a Christian and God used him to lead her to Christ.

Sister Tori said that is a powerful testimony and for her to write it down and share it, then told her to go sit with her boyfriend.

They subsequently exchanged phone numbers.

Logan was intently listening when Mila walked back to him as Pastor Oakley was preaching on submitting to and praying for those in authority, which confirmed what he saw earlier that day in the Bible.

Mila listened as well and then felt distressed thinking that she isn’t being submissive to authority by covertly being in a relationship with Logan Baines.

She confessed these mental troubles to Logan, who suggested they talk to Pastor Oakley.

Pastor Oakley was shaking hands with everyone after the service.

Logan asked if they could talk to him.

Pastor Oakley replied, “Absolutely. Come to my office.”

After they were seated in the office, Mila opened up on how she had just become a Christian and it was the young man right here (Logan) who led her to Christ the day before. She went on to say how she feels very troubled about submitting to those in authority over her, explaining that her catholic school president is demanding that she and Logan break up as a punishment for kissing him in public while in uniform. She then says that she only pretended to break up with Logan, because she wanted to be with him for the past four years but couldn’t until she turned eighteen.

Pastor Oakley then looked at Logan and asked how he felt.

Logan straight up replied that he loves her and doesn’t ever want to lose her. He went on to say how the school president is obsessed with control and that the roman catholic church, in general, gets off on human suffering. Logan then stated that he’s convinced on how the 17th Chapter of Revelation is indeed describing the roman catholic church. Logan finally said that he had feelings for Mila for the past four years but couldn’t legally date her until recently. He backed up that statement by saying that he did missionary work in Eastern Europe for the past year and a half and many foreign women tried to catch his eyes, but he only ever wanted the young lady seated next to him (Mila.) Finally, Logan stated that when they met again in the public library and Mila told him her feelings, he was overjoyed, because his feelings are mutual, he has never known any woman or girl and wants no other woman or girl, and that he is willing to wait for marriage because he is frankly scared that God would cause them to split up as a punishment for fornication. He concluded that he loves Mila and wants her by his side for life.

Mila then asked in distress if she had to break up with Logan.

Pastor Oakley pointed out to Mila how Logan led her to Christ. He loves her. He is committed to her to the point of marriage. They have had feelings for the past four years. And neither of them wanted anyone else. He told them that he thinks God put them together for a reason and He will bless the relationship. Pastor Oakley also contended with the possibility of Revelation 17 describing the roman catholic church because there are many things in The Word that they are in direct violation of. He also stated his doubts about their school president being of God. Pastor Oakley paused and then said for Mila and Logan not to go out in public together and don’t tell anyone except for family and church members that they are still a couple. He instructed Mila to just go to school, keep her head low and stay quiet. He asked Mila when is her graduation.

Mila replied in May.

Pastor Oakley then explained that they only have to do this for a few months and how they wanted to be together for a long time but just be patient and use this time to grow together in The Lord.

Mila asked if she could stay with Logan because her dad is living with a younger woman and her mom is constantly drunk, but Logan owns a condominium and lives quietly.

Pastor Oakley says that Biblically it is not all right, but we are all guilty sinners in a fallen world and that is why Jesus went to the Cross. But given the situation, it would be better to be with Logan than around drunkenness and/or adultery. He then insisted to forego any sexual relations until they are married and that it will require much praying, reading The Word, listening for God’s voice, and quickly recognizing escape routes from the temptations that will arise. He finally said to make sure that no one from the school can find out that they are living together, to keep as low a profile as possible, and stay off the RADAR.

Logan and Mila thanked Pastor Oakley and he invited them to join the church to which Logan and Mila nodded in agreement.

He then asked if Logana and Mila set a wedding date.

Mila explained it would have to be sometime after graduation.

Pastor Oakley suggested not to wait too long, because of their cohabitation and mutual commitment.

Logan asked Pastor Oakley if he would perform the ceremony.

Pastor Oakley replied that he would be honored, but they need to continue coming to church.

Mila said she loves it here and it is so much better than a catholic mass.

Pastor Oakley then asked Logan for his thoughts.

Logan replied that he’s been back Stateside since Christmas and has been meaning to find a home church but got sidetracked securing employment, buying a condominium, and working but he loves this church as well. Logan went on to say that it is amazing how, while he was waiting for Mila to get ready he was reading from the same passage in Romans that was preached today and was heavily convicted, because of his revenge plots on Kieth Koresh, but God reminded him of Exodus 14:14 how He will fight his battles.

Pastor Oakley then asked Logan how he got saved?

Logan told the story of how he went on a missions trip as a newly graduated diesel power equipment technician, only to gain experience and have something impressive on his resume`, but was invited to a Bible study on what would have been Ash Wednesday 2009. A pastor by the name of Michael Clarkson presented an expose` on the roman catholic church and Logan believed it. He then realized that he needed to get it right with God, so after the class, he met privately with the pastor-teacher was led to Christ, and surrendered that very moment. Several catholic priests had Pastor Clarkson banished from missionary work shortly afterward, but he still watches his videos on YouTube all the time.

Pastor Oakley then stated how he will look up Pastor Michael Clarkson, then they exchanged names and contact information.

Finally, Pastor Oakley prayed over them, especially for their protection, from spiritual wickedness and carnal attacks from those in high places but also for them to live quietly and peaceably among all, for them to marry as soon as able, for them to have many years together to serve God and for them to be unequivocally faithful to each other and to treat each other with patience, kindness, reverence, and respect.

Logan thanked Pastor Oakley and commented that it was a powerful prayer.

Mila thanked him as well and interjected that it was so much better than she ever heard a [catholic] priest pray.

Pastor Oakley stated that it was his pleasure and asked what their plans were for later that day.

Mila stated how they are Logan is going to meet her mom and she hopes and prays for her approval.

Pastor Oakley asked what about Mila’s dad.

Mila replied that Logan met him already, but her dad doesn’t realize who Logan is to her.

Logan added that he hopes and prays both of her parents approve of him

Pastor Oakley advised Logan to allow his light of Christ to shine to them and show that he loves and respects Mila and there shouldn’t be an issue. He then said that it was nice meeting them and he hopes they can come back Wednesday Evening.

Assuredly Mila and Logan stated that they would be there.

Pastor Oakley said how that was wonderful and now he has to lock up and they have a family to visit and thanked them for coming as he walked them out of the church.

Logan then drove Mila to her mom’s house, thus beginning an unwritten gap in this story. It will require a tremendous amount of emotional energy to get this part into some text.

There is then a two-month and a couple-week gap until the next piece, where Logan meets Mila’s grandparents.

On Sunday, April 25, 2010, Mila and Logan were leaving after their church service. Mila was driving Logn to meet her maternal grandparents.

Lightning flared, thunder rolled and a cold rain began to fall.

Mila rolled up her windows and stated to Logan how she hopes her grandparents like him and she is a little nervous.

Logan replied how she will make it known how much he loves her.

Mila smiled and they began to hold hands.

Halfway to their destination, Logan’s phone alerted them to a Severe Thunderstorm Warning and a Tornado Watch.

Logan told Mila to turn on her car radio and tune in the news station.

A meteorologist stated how a Severe Thunderstorm had formed and for listeners to get to safety because a tornado could form at any time.

They approached an overpass, to which Mila asked if they should park there until the weather passes.

Logan advises her not to because a tornado’s winds grow stronger in the columns and debris will hit harder.

Mila asked Logan where should they go and Logan replied to just get to her grandparents’ house as quickly as possible.

Logan then leads them in prayer, petitioning for God to protect them and everyone else from the dangerous weather and to bless their engagement, bless their relationship and allow them to marry. He finally asked God to protect them from their enemies and to be with them as they travel to Mila’s grandparents.

Mila said to Logan that she trusts him. Logan tells her she should trust God more. Mila then replies that she certainly does.

They pulled into the driveway just as the rains increeased.

Mila and Logan walked into the door and proudly introduced Logan Baines to her grandparents.

A bolt of powerful lightning struck and knocked off the current. Logan pulled a Mini Maglite from his pocket and said that ever since he worked in Eastern Europe he carried a flashlight on him.

Mila’s Paw Paw said, “Very smart, young man!”

Logan went to turn his Mini Maglite on but the bulb flashed and burned out.

Mila’s Paw Paw interjected asking why young people buy that trash., then retrieved a vintage 6 Volt lantern (quite possibly an Eveready Commander) from his utility closet and illuminated the room.

Logan subsequently dismantled his flashlight and removed a spare bulb from the tail cap and installed it into the head socket. Logan then turned his Mini Maglite on and Mila’s Paw Paw said how he stands corrected.

Mila then pulled her Mini Maglite out of her purse and said how Logan bought one for her as well, then turned it on. Her engagement ring sparkled by the light of the three flashlights.

Mila’s Maw Maw stated that her ring was pretty and wanted to know if Logan bought it for her.

Mila replied that he sure did and that is actually why they are visiting and went on to say how they have been engaged since February 5th and she should have told everyone much sooner.

Mila’s Maw Maw asked if she was sure she wanted to get married and how long has she known Logan.

Mila replied that it has been four years and love at first sight and that she was an eighth grader and he was senior. Logan graduated, became a tractor mechanic and worked in Eastern Europe but never forgot her. She then explained how they met by chance in the library last February and have been together ever since.

Mila’s Paw Paw remarked to Logan, “So you’re a tractor mechanic?”

Logan replied, “Yes, sir!” with a wide grin.

Her Paw Paw said that now he has someone who can always fix his old tractor. To which his wife gave him a dirty look.

Logan said that he would be very happy to do so and that he would like to see his old tractor.

Milas’s Paw Paw commented how it was made in Eastern Europe, maybe where he was working.

Mila’s Maw Maw then asked, “In all seriousness; why haven’t you told us about your engagement sooner?”

Mila replied that they have to keep it covert and went on to say the story of how they kissed in public while wearing her school uniform and word got back to Kieth Koresh who threatened to expel her if she didn’t break up with Logan and instead of breaking up, they keep it covert.

Mila’s Paw Paw then told his wife how he doesn’t think they need to make any more contributions to Mila’s school.

She answered him that he’s right but Mila shouldn’t have been kissing Logan in public either, then asked if they set a date.

Mila said that it will be definitely after graduation and that she graduates on May 23 and she hopes they are coming.

Her Maw Maw said of course they will come and her Paw Paw said he will make it their business to be there.

The power came back on and Mila’s Paw Paw said now he can cook them dinner (which means lunch to country folk) and how they are both welcome to stay.

Logan and Mila nodded in agreement.

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A Review of the Weltool M7-AM Eyes of Heaven General Amber LED Flashlight

Just so you, the reader, know, I am not the owner of the featured image on this page.

It is the property of Weltool.

Let me first say that while I think NiteCore is one of the best if not the best Chinese-made products, Weltool is right up there with them.

Yes, my primary fascination since infancy has been flashlights. I think anyone who knows me is well aware of this.

However, since that period of my life, I have been fascinated with anything that gives off light, including the Moon and stars.

One source of light that has been an on-and-off fascination throughout my life is the fog lighting system on a vehicle. This fascination started in December of 1989 when I was two going on three and wanting to play with the fog lights on my Paternal Grandparents’ 1972 Dodge D100.

During that time, I was a very picky eater, and I remember my Maw Maw urging me to eat breakfast so I can be strong enough to fix fog lights.

Fast forward to the Summer of 2005 and I was working on a story that took place on the fictitious Archangel Island. Because of the humidity associated with islands, they can be prone to foggy conditions, especially in the morning. I was shopping at Wal*Mart during that summer and I saw a Brinkman LED flashlight in the sporting goods section. It was made of flimsy plastic and had that unfortunate goofy Platinum color, but it came with three lenses that could be installed. One was Red, for any sort of nighttime operations. One was Blue designed to be used as a means to track blood trails of hunted game animals. And there was an Amber lense, which had the purpose of navigating through foggy conditions. Seeing that made me purchase it, hoping I could use it in the fog and have some inspiration for that aforementioned story. Sadly that flashlight gave out prematurely and the lenses were gradually all misplaced.

Going even further to the Spring of 2018, I had purchased an incandescent Mini Maglite on clearance from my local Academy Sports and Outdoors. I then went to eBay and purchased a vintage Amber lens made specifically for the Mini Maglite. The moment it arrived, I installed it on that Mini Maglite in place of the clear lens. I flew for the first time a few weeks later and it accompanied me on my nighttime flight without disturbing my fellow passengers. I also used it at night at one of my favorite boat-watching sites. I still have this flashlight, though it is picked up, there were times between then and up until recently that I EDCed it on a secondary basis.

A few days ago, I had rediscovered my Weltool M6 penlight and was trying it out. Before Hurricane Ida, I had it stored in my tactical communications briefcase. After that hurricane, I stored it with the rest of my [LED] flashlights. I had never really used it, but when trying it out, I was impressed by the detail of engineering that went into this flashlight. So, I decided to look at Weltool’s website to see their other products, and I came across the M7-AM, which is a dedicated Amber-colored LED flashlight for niche purposes. And that flashlight is what this piece will be a review thereof.

This flashlight is part of the Weltool M7 “Dark Adaptation” series of flashlights that are marketed towards professional users. It features a PMMA lens which allows efficient light transmission.  The body is constructed of precision machined Aerospace Aluminium and is hard anodized in that cool tactical stealth black color. The LED lighting system was engineered by the use of precise spectrum analysis. The beam is completely homogeneous and even, providing the user with a cone of light that is free of dark spots free and glare. 

There are two levels of output available: 
68 Lumens with 59.5 Candela for a distance of 15 Meters or 16.4 Yards and a runtime of 9 hours and 20 Minutes.
156 Lumens with 154 Candela for a distance of 24 Meters or 26.2 Yards and a runtime of 3 Hours and 16 Minutes.

I cannot get over all of the thought and detail that went into designing this flashlight:

Yes, there are a lot of features but it is still lightweight and compact and includes stainless steel pocket clip.

There is built-in constant current circuitry, which ensures consistent output throughout the life of the battery charge.

There is no Pulse Wave Modulation which means it shouldn’t cause interference with nearby electronics.

The threads are wear-resistant and the contact springs and Gold plated.

The impact resistance is rated for a one-meter drop and the water resistance is rated IP67.

It is run on a Weltool 2600 mAh button top 18650 battery which has a Micro USB charging port.

The main feature of the M7-AM is that it is only an Amber Light (590-nanometer wavelength.) While it doesn’t help the dark-adapted eyes nearly as well as a red light, it provides color rendering of objects somewhat better than red light. It can also reduce the presence of mosquitos during outdoor use. What stands out most about this lighting instrument is that an Amber light is easier to be seen in rainy, snowy, or foggy conditions. Also, because this flashlight has no hotspots or glare, it is perfect for the examination of machine components, reading, or any task where close-up lighting, gentle is a must. Because it is constructed from one block of Aluminum series it can achieve heat dissipation easily and not only that, it is also very shock resistant. There are other protection systems in place such as a low battery voltage warning, over-discharge protection, and a reverse polarity guard.

Each unit is serialized but unfortunately, there is no way to electronically register the serial number.

My main reason for purchasing it was so I could have a flashlight that is well adapted to fog or rain. I live in a coastal area, so fog can be frequent. And of course, my fascination with fog lights makes me want to take this out in the fog and try it out. Snow is rare where I am currently located, although, it would serve me well in snowy conditions. This would serve me well in Autumn and Winter when there is less daylight and the weather is typically more dreary. I have owned this for almost a week and I have used it at night around my residence. I am thoroughly impressed by the engineering and detail that went into making this flashlight. I think there is some German influence on Weltool, even though the factory is in mainland China. Aside from using it as a foot commuter’s fog light, I think it would come in handy when trying to read in the dark without disturbing others or using it as a passenger at night to not disturb the driver, as I have done with my red lights.

While I haven’t had it this long, for now, I have no complaints to make. That means as of now I give it 5 out of 5 stars!

I purchased mine on Amazon for $76.71 and it came in a few days later though I will admit that I am not a fan of Amazon.

I suppose this, therefore, concludes my review of the Weltool M7-AM Eyes of Heaven General flashlight.

I hope that you, the reader, have been informed, enlightened, and maybe even entertained.

May God richly bless you!

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Synopsis to “The Textfile”

First of all, to explain the featured image on this post, they are a pocket knife and penlight carried by my main character, Grayson Thomas, until they are lost in a work-related “accident.”

On a Saturday, I believe it was December 11, 2005, I was walking around Bayou Cane, Louisiana, (for those who don’t know, that’s a suburb of Houma, located to its north and west) mostly for shopping but exercise as well.  Walking around that city always inspired me to write.  A few weeks prior, I had also watched a certain movie on home DVD for the first time.  That movie had an enormous impact on me writing this, both at the conscious and subconscious levels.  Other people noticed it too and when reading it, would frequently say how it reminded them of that said movie.   I also recently got my own computer though it was terribly out of date.  It still served its purpose I needed for writing things.  I was a backslidden Christian at the time, which was a major factor in me deciding to write this.  My pain hangup was about certain sects of Christianity, specifically the ones that taught one must speak in tongues to be saved, but other unBiblical teachings.  They turned me off to Christ and brought me almost to the brink of apostasy.  Thank God, for rescuing me though, and drawing me back to Him in late 2008.   I finished the original draft of this story in June of 2006 and had edited it a couple of times to make it better.  However, I believe sometime in 2013, I destroyed it altogether.  In June of 2017, after taking a trip to Tennesee, I decided to rewrite it again, mostly from memory, and completed it in the Summer of 2019.    This new version, while still attacking cultish forms of Christianity that either teach false things or turn people off to Christ, does not attack genuine Christians.  If anything it paints them in a very positive light.

The story begins with eighteen-year-old Anna Ryan riding home from school on her bicycle.  The church she attends forbids its members from driving mechanized vehicles or getting a driver’s license, watching or owning a television set, or using cell phones.  She is supposed to go home and get ready for youth service, but instead, stops at a local bar and grill and enters.  She sits in a booth and looks around the room.  Soon, she notices a young man.  He is sitting at the bar sipping on bottles of Budweiser and eating peanuts.

Anna is attracted to him though she can only see him from behind.

To get his attention, she pretends to sneeze.

The young man looks at her and says, ‘God bless you.’

Anna replies, ‘Aww thanks.’

He begins to sip his beer again but then does a double-take.  He’s very much attracted to her and begins to stare.  She smiles at him and he blushes then looks away.

Anna pretends to sneeze again and the young man says,  ‘God save you!

Anna replies ‘Thanks.   It must be all the dust from these peanut shells that’s stirring up my allergies.’

He tells her that she has a cute sneeze and then asks to come and sit with her.

She accepts.

The young man remarks that he’d never seen her in this place before and that he comes here every afternoon to kill a few beers.

Anna confesses that it’s her first time there and he says how he hopes it’s not her last.  He then tells her his name: Grayson Thomas.

Anna introduces herself as well, to which Grayson said how he didn’t know there were any Ryans in the town of Melody.

Anna explains that her family keeps to themselves and only associates with those at her church, which is a fragmented, mixed-race church with doctrine similar to the UPCI.

With slight irritation, Grayson remarks, ‘Oh, jee whiz, I’ve heard all about them.  Your parents would probably beat the hell out of you and press charges on me if they knew we were talking right now.’

Anna explains that they would indeed beat her, but they cannot press charges on him because he’s a legal adult.

Grayson then wants to know what she is doing later that evening.  Anna explains that she has youth service.  Grayson tries to talk her into hanging out with him instead.

Anna says if her parents would find out they would be livid and beat the daylights out of her.

Grayson then asks her a very piercing question, “Are you happy?  Do your parents really make you happy?  Does that insane church make you happy?”

There’s a silence, but then Anna replies,  ‘No-I am not happy at all.  I am miserable.  My parents only allow me to go to church and school.  They beat me sometimes for a yes or a no.  People at school make fun of me because of the way the church forces me to dress.’

Grayson then asks her, ‘Do you think I could make you happy?  I definitely think you could make me happy, in my twenty-two years on this earth, I’ve never beheld anyone as beautiful as you!’
   
Anna says that it would be worth a shot.

They continue talking and getting to know each other better.  Anna says how she wants to be a writer, and she does actually write but her parents would be furious if they knew exactly what she wrote, they would destroy every copy and then, of course, beat the daylights out of her.

Grayson suggests that she press charges on them.

Anna says that she would go to hell for not honoring her parents.

Grayson explains that the law is not a guide to save yourself, but rather proof that you cannot save yourself.

Anna says how she likes the way he preaches, and never thought she would hear those words coming out of his mouth because he was drinking beer.  She also says how she wants to know him better as well.

Grayson explains that he is a mechanic for the Melody City Dockyard and works the 6 AM to 2 PM weekday shift.  He also says how he has a cabin on his mother’s property, where he stays.  He finally says that he’s been wanting someone for a long time.

Anna said she would gladly be that someone but she just has to get away from her parents.

Grayson holds Anna’s hands and says,  ‘You just let me know if you need any help with that.’

His G-Shock then beeps indicating Four PM.

Anna says how she has to get ready for youth service.

Grayson convinces her to spend time with him instead.

Anna agrees and says she’ll meet him back at the bar and grill around Seven PM.

Grayson drinks several glasses of Wild Cherry Pepsi to help sober him up.

He pulls out his smartphone and searches for the church Anna attends.  He finds their web page and learns the doctrines of how they are forbidden from driving, watching television, or owning a cell phone.  He also read how church members were forbidden to associate with non-church members.

Anna arrives home and is sternly reminded of youth service, by her parents Sean and Janice Ryan.

After an exchange of words, she goes bathe and imagines the night she will share with Grayson.

Her mother bangs on the bathroom door and tells her that God can see everything she does, especially behind closed doors.

She then got dressed and mounted her bicycle and pretended to go to youth service.  Her dad squeezed her arm and said for her not to embarrass him at the service.

She drives secretly back to the bar and grill, runs up into Grayson’s arms, wrapping her legs around him.

Grayson pays off his tab, then they leave the bar.  Anna puts her bicycle in the bed of his truck then they ride to his cabin.  Grayson lets Anna drive his truck in the fields on his mother’s property as the sun goes down.

He then escorts her out of his truck by the light of his Pelican 1920 penlight.

They then walk into his cabin and dance in the kitchen to music on Pandora for an hour or so.

Afterward, they go on his balcony and Grayson says how he comes here to drink beer or whiskey and contemplate life.

Anna says how she could be inspired to write all kinds of things because it’s so beautiful.

Grayson says how ‘it’s nowhere near as beautiful as you, Anna!’

They then share a kiss and begin to pet each other when Grayson’s G-Shock beeps again, indicating Ten O’Clock.

Anna says how she has to get back home before her parents become livid.

Grayson writes down his house and cell numbers on a piece of paper and says how he knows all about her church and how they forbid cell phones, but to call him whenever she can.

Anna hides the paper in her brassiere, and says, with a distressed giggle, ‘It’s close to my heart, just like where I want you to be.’

Grayson then drives Anna to her parents’ trailer, all too quickly arriving.

Anna says, ‘I know you want to get the door for me and let me out, but it’s not safe here if you’re an outsider.’

Grayson replies, ‘I understand.  May I at least give you a good night kiss?’

Passionately, Anna tells him, ‘Of course, Grayson!  Just so you know, I’ll take that kiss to bed with me!’

Their lips meet one final time, then Anna takes her bicycle out of the truck bed and goes inside.

Grayson drives back to his cabin, drinks a few shots of Crown Royal put his phone on to charge, then goes to bed.

Anna walks into her parents’ trailer and her dad, with a belt in hand, confronts her about not going to youth service.  He tells her the pastor, Brother Darryl, called him and said she didn’t attend.

At first, Anna tries to keep silent, but her dad strikes her with his belt several times.

She then says how she’s eighteen now and it’s none of his business, to which he beats her even more.

Her mother comes out of the bedroom, smacks her across the face, then says,  ‘It is our business, the church’s business, and most importantly God’s business and always will be.  Now answer us!’

Anna still keeps silent. 

Her mother takes a claw hammer from the kitchen drawer and threatens to knock Anna’s teeth out with it.

Anna breaks down and confesses about how she spent the evening with a young man and how’s he’s so much better than the young men at her church.  She goes on to say that while they were indeed alone together, he never took advantage of her and she does have feelings for him.

Her mother flings the hammer at her toes, then says how her feelings are sinful energies, brought on by evil forces.

Anna boldly states,  ‘No, they feel very right and natural.  You and dad have no affection in your relationship, whatsoever.  You never kiss, you never touch, you never speak any romantic words to each other.  I don’t want to be subjected to such a cold marriage like that and if I marry one of the men at church, that’s exactly what will happen to me.’

Her dad slams her to the ground and says,  “You have invited so much sin into your life, you’re driving and dancing, which is absolutely forbidden, and now you’re attacking your me and your mother’s marriage just because you never see us behaving lewdly in front anyone!  This is all because you are very rebellious and always have been.  I tell you, it is going to stop right now if you know what is good for you!”

He then tells her to go to bed because she has school.

The next morning, Grayson gets up and prepares for work.

Anna too gets ready for school, then rides her bicycle there arriving early.

At around seven-thirty in the morning, Anna goes to the student office and asks Mrs. Barabara McGregor if she could use the phone.

Mrs. Barabara agrees and Anna calls Grayson’s cell number.

Grayson takes a coffee break to talk with her.

Anna tells all that her parents did her last night and Grayson suggests once again that she press charges.

Anna then says God would punish her if she did.

Grayson says how parents aren’t supposed to provoke their children to wrath and they obviously do, because they are trying to keep her from being happy.  Grayson then asks if he even makes her happy.

Anna says that he definitely does.

Grayson says that she makes him happy too and that he was lonely before her and uses alcohol to temper the sting of loneliness.

They continue to talk and flirt on the phone until Grayson’s coffee break comes to an end and other students need to use the phone.

Anna goes to a secluded area on the school campus, then fantasizes about Grayson, lapsing into a trance until the bell rings.

Meanwhile, Grayson is assigned two forklifts to repair, with a little assistance from the foreman, Mr. Jed McGregor.  He works until Noon, then goes to eat lunch.

At lunch his mom, Kathy Thomas calls him over Skype wondering why he didn’t come to dinner the previous night.  Grayson tells her about Anna, then explains her background.  Kathy warns him about the people of Anna’s church, Grayson pulls out his Snap-On pocket knife and says, “Wait, let them try something.”  Kathy warns that he would go to pen.  Grayson states that Anna is worth it.  Kathy says she wants to meet Anna, then goes back to work.  Grayson finishes his lunch, then clocks back in.

Jed McGregor has him do a tune-up on the dockside truck as the last assignment of the day and comments how he notices Grayson is in a better mood than usual.  Grayson tells him too about Anna and the whole situation.  Jed says how he and his wife will pray for them.  Jed McGregor and Barbara McGregor are married if you haven’t guessed that already.

Grayson does the work on the dockside truck and soon enough has it running.  He drives it to the docks and tells the dock foreman how it is fixed.

Grayson then clocks out and heads home suppressing the urge to drink alcohol, since Anna might call him.

Anna is sitting in English, the last class of the day, studying the works of George Gordon Byron.  She thinks of how her parents would be furious if they knew about these works, but also thinks of the previous night on the balcony with Grayson.  The teacher goes on to talk about Byron’s scandalous life and early death.  Anna begins to feel nervous wondering if she will die for what she is told is rebellion.  However, she knows her feelings for Grayson are valid and genuine. 

Finally, the dismissal bell blares and Anna goes down to the office to call Grayson.  Anna asks him to pick her up from school, to which he agrees.

Mrs. Barbara asks Anna if she is serious about whomever she is talking to on the phone.  Anna says how she hopes it is.  Mrs. Barbara asks, “What’s his name?”  Anna says “Grayson Thomas.”

Mrs. Barbara goes on to say how he works under her husband and she’s heard many good things about him except how he’s lonely and not to break his heart.  Anna says how she’d never dream about it.  Mrs. Barbara asks if Anna is eighteen yet.  Anna says she is.  Mrs. Barbara goes on to say how that’s good because if she wasn’t Grayson would be in a world of trouble [with the law.]  Anna says she’s more worried about what her church members would do.  Mrs. Barbara says she and her husband will pray for her and to go wait outside for him.

Anna goes out to the bicycle rack just as Grayson is pulling up in his truck.  He parks his truck then gets out and they kiss with passion until the SRO makes them stop.  Anna unlocks her bicycle [and puts it in the truck bed], then Grayson opens the door for her and she gets in.  Grayson then gets in on the driver’s side and they leave.

As they are driving, Grayson talks Anna into secretly getting a smartphone so they can keep in touch.  At first, Anna is reluctant but then realizes he is showing dedication to her and it means a lot to her.

With that, they drive to the Best Buy Mobile store in the mall…

Grayson ends up purchasing Anna a mid-grade Samsung smartphone that is on clearance.  Afterward, they eat at a corn dog restaurant, use the bathroom, then Grayson partially takes Anna home, she rides her bicycle the rest of the way.

Anna’s parents confront her about being late, to which she fabricates a partially true alibi that she went to use the bathroom at the mall.

Her parents lecture her about malls being sinful, worldly places but believe her otherwise.

She then goes into her bedroom pretending to study.  She barricades the door with several heavy objects, then hides in her closet whilst texting Grayson. 

They fall deeper and for each other and end up exchanging those three words via text message.

Anna’s dad barges in but she quickly hides the phone in her underwear and pretends to be sleeping in her closet.

Her dad angrily yells at her and they begin arguing to which he ultimately punches her in the head, knocking her unconscious.

Grayson blows up her inbox, thinking she ghosted him, then drinks a fifth of Crown and passes out in his bed.

Friday morning, Anna comes to, uses the bathroom, and reads all of Grayson’s text messages.

She replies to him, frantically explaining all that happened.

Grayson is hungover, but hears his watch alarm and then sees Anna’s message.

He says how he is glad she still wants him, but her life is in danger and she should come live with him.

Anna agrees.

Grayson explains how he drank until he passed out when he thought she ghosted him, but he will take a personal day to sober up and then prepare his house for her.  He promises her that there is no more alcohol in his cabin and that he will quit drinking at least until this situation is resolved.

They further discuss their plans via text.

Grayson calls his boss to take a personal day, then Anna’s mom orders her out of the bathroom.

She packs all of her valuables, her flash drives, and composition books, some hygiene products, and a few changes of clothes in addition to her new phone, then heads to school.

Before the morning bell rings, Anna talks to Grayson on her phone from the girl’s restroom.  They further discuss their plans.

Grayson picks Anna up from school at the end of the day.

He takes her to his house and minutes later his mother shows up, stating that she is having issues with leaking oil in her car.

Grayson introduces them to each other, then fixes his mother’s car, the problem was that the oil filter was on loosely.

Afterward, Grayson washes up, then takes Anna out for shopping and dinner.

Whilst shopping for clothes, Anna’s corrupt and overbearing pastor confronts her in the mall.

Grayson stands up to him and he eventually backs down stating how Grayson has won the battle but not the war.

Anna has a panic attack, but Grayson eventually calms her down.

They then go eat out and are waited on by one of Anna’s school friends.

The night turns out very pleasant and they retire to Grayson’s cabin.

That Saturday, Grayson, and Anna decide to hang out in the park and watch boats pass from the bed of his truck.

At some point, a girl from Anna’s class begins to harass them.  She makes a sexual advance at Grayson to which he sharply turns her down, then she threatens bodily harm to Anna, to which Grayson retrieves his shotgun from the box in his truck pumps it, points it at her, and scares her away.

They later go to the library, then the grocer to buy the supplies to make dinner, Shepherd’s Pie.

While shopping they see the pastor’s wife in the store purchasing collard greens for the next day’s dinner.  Anna gets nervous because the woman carries a gun in her purse and would be crazy enough to shoot Grayson with it.  A stocker overhears their conversation and hides them in the warehouse until the pastor’s wife leaves.  The stocker is based on another infamous character of mine.

They then go home, prepare dinner, eat, watch movies then fall asleep.

That Sunday, they wake up, then sit outside and watch the sunrise from Grayson’s front porch swing.  Afterward, Anna feels the urge to write, then composes a story and reads to Grayson. 

Everyone at Anna’s church is angry over her leaving and they form a plan to kidnap her back and harm Grayson for revenge.

After Anna reads to Grayson, his mother calls them over for Sunday Dinner.

Anna ends up helping prepare the dinner and she learns about Grayson’s childhood.

On Monday their plan is carried out.  Several longshoremen who attend Anna’s church decide to sabotage the dock crane.  Grayson has to go to the top to repair it and one of the longshoremen assists him, but purposely causes him to fall.

Grayson is seriously injured and rushed to the hospital.

Anna is called to the office over threats Grayson made with a gun to a fellow student.

She is suspended from school while the matter is investigated.

Anna tries calling Grayson to pick her up, but his phone goes straight to voicemail.

Her Dad is called.  He along with her pastor secure a ride and pick her up from school.

Barbara is watching the whole situation unfold and calls her husband Jed.

Jed and Barbara are talking about these events and realize that foul play is the reason why Grayson fell from the crane.  They call the police, who charge the disgruntled longshoreman.

An APB is also put out on the van.

Soon it is located and stopped, Anna’s dad and her pastor are arrested.

Anna is asked to be taken to the hospital, but ironically says she wants to be with her boyfriend. A detective later informs her of all that is going on, then takes a statement from her.  She is then taken to the hospital where she meets Grayson’s mother.

They along with the hospital chaplain and an unknown person pray for him around the clock.

For two days Grayson is in a coma, but then he wakes up, with Anna being the first person he sees.

Grayson ends up proposing to her…

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A Review of the Weltool M6 Golden-Eyed Tiger Cub LED Penlight

As mentioned numerous times before, both on this blog and in other forums and mediums, I have been fascinated by flashlights since infancy.

I had been carrying a flashlight on my person and and off since the age of seven and permanently since the age of eighteen.

For most of that period from age eighteen to present, I had been overwhelmingly prejudiced in favor of Maglite flashlights, especially the Incandescent Mini Maglite.

Why?

Because it is durable, affordable, American made and most importantly, EMP proof.

In the early parts of 2012, I had a dream that entailed America being hit by an EMP weapon and all LED flashlights, among other electronic devices were totally incapacitated. However, incandescent flashlights still functioned.

Because of that dream, I had vowed to only EDC incandescent flashlights and I kept that vow up until some time in 2017, though I still have incandescent flashlights in my EDC backpack as a backup for that very reason. I also have a stockpile of tactical grade incandescent flashlights and their bulbs at an undisclosed location, in the event of an EMP attack.

It was also in 2012 that LED flashlights were actually becoming better than their incandescent counterparts, in terms of brightness.

In 2017, I gave in and began to start EDCing LED models, such as the NiteCore MT06 and the Pelican 1920.

In 2018, I briefly EDCed a ThorFire PF04, but I sold it. I definitely want another one. Also in 2018, I was using a NiteCore MT20A and a Streamlight Pro Tac 2AA.

In 2019, I mostly carried an LED Streamlight Jr.

Also in 2019, I had purchased a Weltool M6 “Golden Eyed Tiger Cub” LED penlight, which this piece will be a review thereof.

It was in June of 2019 when I had purchased this flashlight on eBay on a whim, then I had stored it for the next few years.

I had kept in in my now decomissioned tactical communications briefcase.

After my residence being destroyed by Hurricane Ida and all of that misery and moving into a new place, I had rearranged what personal property that I could salvage.

A night ago, I was going through my stored flashlights and came across it.

It turned it on and was impressed by the very warm and evenly distributed LED light it gave off.

I am thinking of putting it in my EDC rotation, at least for non tactical and non night time commuting situations.

At the moment, I think it would be a great addition to my computer repair gear.

The switch boot on my Energizer Hardcase Inspection Light is beginning to tear, so I am thinking that I will use it to replace that very flashlight. The only problem is it wouldn’t be able to be used near live exposed circuits.

However, this version of the Weltool M6 is perfect for close up electrical and electronics work, especially where accurate color redition is a must.

It probably would also be a hit with the medical profession, though, I think there is another type of Weltool M6 that is marketed specifically for that.

According to the company website, it is designed to be a close up illumination to for professional users. It utilizes a no glare warm white LED with a color temperature of 3000 Kelvin. This provides a color rendering index of 85%, which is nearly the same as an incandescent bult and resduces blue light damage to the end user’s vision. The optics are professionally designed and feature a light emitting angle of 70 degrees through a high quality lense with a transmission rate of 90%. This provides a perfectly even circle of light with not hot spots, dark spots or glare. It is powered by 2 AAA Alkaline batteries and a stainless steel pocket clip is included. The website goes on to say that this version of the M6 is the perfect light for inspection, reading and any tasks that require close range illumination.

A night ago, I had begun to do my research on the company Weltool and it turns out that it is one of those Chinese name brand flashlight companies. From what I have observed, I can venture to guess that it is better than Lumintop and almost on par with NiteCore, though it serves a different market.

There is another Weltool flashlight I would hope to acquire some day and it is the Weltool M7-AM, which is basically a portably fog light. And I have been fascinated on and off by fog lights since I was a toddler and it was from playing with the ones installed on my Paw Paw’s 1972 Dodge D100 pickup truck.

I’ll admit that I haven’t really put my Weltool penlight to the test as of yet, but I am thoroughly impressed by the build quality and optical system of this lighting instrument.

I think it is perfect for most industrial, medical and scientific applications and maybe a few domestic settings as well.

However, this is not a tactical flashlight.

Nor is it something I would want for night time commuting.

Still, if I weren’t so disabled, the job I would probably perform best at would be something either in the facility engineering or information technology sectors and this flashlight would be perfect in both, provided that a more tactical model could also be carried.

For it’s intended purpose though, it is a clear winner.

I give the product 5 out of 5 stars and I wish I would have paid more attention to this company years ago.

I guess this thus concludes my review of the Weltool M6 Golden Eyed Tiger Cub Non Glare LED Flashlight.

I hope that you, the reader, have been informed, enlightened and maybe even entertained.

May God richly bless you!

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A Review of the AAA Mini Maglite LED

If anyone has read this blog for any amount of time, they will know that I am highly fascinated by flashlights and have been this way since infancy.

I discovered Maglite flashlights at some point in 1998.

My first Maglite was a 4 D Krypton model which my dad gave me in October of 1998.

I bought my first Mini Maglite in December of 2005.

I bought my first LED Mini Maglite in the Summer of 2007.

I bought my first high-powered Maglite in September of 2012, a Mini Maglite Pro.

In October of 2013, I bought my first AAA Mini Maglite LED and have owned several versions of them since.

The first one was a Blue 84 Lumen model, that I ended up giving to a now ex in law in July of 2014.
The next was a Black 87 Lumen model which I bought in June of 2014. Fun fact, this was the flashlight I had in my pocket when evacuating my apartment due to a nearby tornado in late April of 2015. It was that moment when I decided that I should EDC a Weather Radio. I ended up selling it in October of 2018 and now wish I wouldn’t have.
The next one was a Black 111 Lumen model which I purchased at a rural Ace Hardware in April of 2018. I purposely chose that model and that location in honor of my “Grocer and Writer” stories. I still have it and still sometimes carry it. For those unfamiliar with the series, there is a scene where Garth Cooper and his girlfriend, Samantha Abbott, are shopping at the hardware store in his rural hometown and she purchases one for him. He tells her his plans to pay her back, to which she says that he can do so all night long. Several people begin to point and stare, then as they are leaving, Garth’s mother calls him up and demands to know why he and Samantha were acting lewd in the hardware store. It is revealed that some small town busybodies called Garth’s mother and complained about his and Samantha’s behavior.
I purchased a Warm White Spectrum version in August of 2018, which I had until July of 2021. Itl was moslty disappointed by the short run time, but loved the color rendition.
Another one I purchased in December of 2018, came bundled with a Gerber US1 Pocket Knife and was sold at Wal*Mart. I had won a Wal*Mart gift card at a church White Elephant Christmas game. I still have it, though it is picked up.
Finally, and this one shouldn’t count, in October of 2021, I purchased the Green Spectrum model, which I EDC. One day, I might write a review on it, because I thoroughly enjoy it.

Most of those aforementioned flashlights are what this piece will be a review thereof.

I had been a big fan on the original AAA Mini Maglite mostly for sentimental reasons due to the fact that it was initially put on the market in 1987, the same year that I was born.

So, I was really happy when I had discovered that Maglite had released an LED version.

It is huge improvement over the incandescent version, except for not being EMP resistant, at least, to my knowlege.

However, it is many times brighter and equally many times more efficient.

The most recent version, if I remember correctly, packs more of a brightness punch than its bigger AA conterpart. It is also more compact and lightweight.

In most of these, except for the 84 Lumen version and the Spectrum versions, it gives off a Neutral White light color, which is useful for a plethora of tasks.

I think it would be the perfect flashlight for any number of domestic and industrial settings, especially if one wants a flashlight that is both affordable and American made! Not only is it very suitable in most domestic and industrial settings, it also makes a decent budget friendly EDC flashlight and I indeed haved EDCed it quite a bit over the last almost nine years at the time of writing this piece. Dare I say, that it may even have a few light tactical applications!

My one complaint about this and most other Mini Maglites [and Solitaire/Marquis] in general is the location of the lanyard hole. I have mentioned this before, but I am well aware of how Mag Instrument can be very set in their ways. But this design flaw is a fatal one!

Another complaint about this model is the pocket clip. Not only does it scratch off the anodizing, but it isn’t very secure to begin with.

Those issues are very small potatoes, considering how this product is American made, yet is more affordable than most of the foreign made equivalents. Most American made goods come at very lofty prices. And not only that, it is bright, efficient and sturdy.

Another good quality is that every unit is serialized, which allows for identification, assuming the end user registerred it to him/herself. This can be helpful not only in terms of warranty coverage but also in the case of theft.

This is the perfect EDC flashlight for carrying when one wants something that is simple and appears non threatening.

For the more skilled combatants, this flashlight could be ideal for taking out an enemy’s eye or at least digging into an enemy’s pressure point while in a weapons restricted area!

And, of course, as with all other Mini Maglites, there is the option for Candle Mode which could prove useful for giving a wider area of light, such as during a power failure.

I could picture someone reading a book or writing a love letter by the light of this flashlight. I know, it sounds partially like a post apoclyptic scenario, but the very thought crosses my mind frequently.

All in all, despite the two flaws of which I pointed out, I still give this product a 5 out of 5 stars.

Maybe I am still a little prejudiced in favor of Maglite products, but that is a prejudice that goes back over twenty years!

I guess this therefore concludes my review of the AAA Mini Maglite LED.

I hope that you, the reader, have been informed, enlightened and maybe even entertained.

May God richly bless you!

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A Review of the Lumintop EDC05 Flashlight

Since infancy, I have been fascinated by flashlights. I think that anyone who knows me at all knows this about me.

Since my preteen years, I have felt a compulsive need to carry a flashlight on my person, though I would only do this permanently at the age of eighteen, because I was frequently harassed in grade school for my love of flashlights.

So, now, at the age of thirty five (the time this article is being composed), I have been carrying a flashlight on me permanently for almost seventeen years. There have only been a few times in which I went without a flashlight. And during those times I am miserable.

After seeing posts in Facebook groups pertaining to EDC and Flashlight Collection, I had begun to want a flashlight of which I could EDC and only ran on one battery.

And after my disappointment in the NiteCore E4K, I had decided to try and find another single cell flashlight of which I could EDC and could put out a considerable amount of brightness.

After a little research, I came across a Lumintop EDC05 and seemed interested. Therefore, I bought one as a birthday present for myself.

And that flashlight is what this piece will be a review therof.

I purchased the Cool White model because that was the only one available from the eBay dealer.

However, it came bundled with a Lumintop 920 milliamphour 14500 battery that is rechargeable via a Micro USB cable.

This battery literally doubles the light output on High mode when used in the stead of a standard AA battery.

Here are the specifications:

AA Battery:
High Mode 400 Lumens for 1.2 Hours.
Medium Mode 200 Lumens for 2.2 Hours.
Low Mode 60 Lumens for 11 Hours.
Moonlight Mode 2 Lumens for 200 Hours.
Strobe Mode 400 Lumens.
S. O. S. Mode 200 Lumens.
Beacon Mode 50 Lumens.

14500 Battery:
High Mode 800 Lumens for 0.4 Hours.
Medium Mode 320 Lumens for 1.7 Hours.
Low Mode 100 Lumens for 12 Hours.
Moonlight Mode 10 Lumens for 44 Hours.
Strobe Mode 800 Lumens.
S. O. S. Mode 300 Lumens.
Beacon Mode 80 Lumens.

Maximum Beam Intensity is: 4500 Candela.
Maximus Beam Distance is: 135 Meters or 442.9133858 Feet.
Impact Resistance Rating is: 2 Meters or 6.56167979 Feet.
Water Resistance Rating is: IPX-8.
Dimensions are: 87.8 by 20.3 Millimeters or 3.456692913 by 0.799212598 Inches.
Net Weight is: 43.5 Grams or 1.534417345 Ounces.
Power Source is: 1 AA Battery or 1 14500 Battery.

Some prominent features include:
50,000 Hour Cree LED.
Reverse Polarity Protection.
Aircraft Grade Aluminium Body with Type III hard anodized anti-abrasive finish on surface.
Toughened unlta-clear glass lens with anti-reflective coating.
Titanium coasted stainless steel clip.

To turn on the flashlight quickly press the button located on the side of the head, it will start off in Moonlight Mode. Quickly press repeatedly to cycle into Low, Medium, High and back into Moonlight Modes. Give a long press to switch off. To turn back on in the last used mode, give another long press.

To access the special modes, while off double press the power button. It will activate in Strobe mode. Single press to cycle into S. O. S., Beacon and back into Strobe mode. Double press to return to the regular modes or long press to switch off.

As you, the reader, can see, these specifications are very generous, especially for a budget type flashlight.

I previously owned the Lumintop Tool AA 2.0 and was satisfied, so I decided to give the EDC05 a try.

I am mostly satisfied. It is like a smaller and safer NiteCore E4K.

This flashlight has faithfully served me on several nighttime commutes at my new residence. It is bright enough to adequately illuminate my walking path but not disturb the neighbors.

It is compact enough to place in my pocket and forget about until needed, yet projects out just enough lumens for any given task.

When used with the 14500 battery, which I do, it is double the brightness of my Fenix E20 2.0, yet about half the length.

While it did get activated accidently in my pocket, thankfully it didn’t burn any holes in my pants as my NiteCore E4K did.

I have been EDCing this flashlight for a couple weeks and I really have no complaints, accept that I wish the battery held more current. The glorified specs are due to the battery’s high voltage but their short runtime is due to the battery’s low current. This is my only cause for saying anything negative.

Other than that, I think Lumintop has proven itself to be a decent flashlight company overall and may give Fenix and NiteCore a run for their money one day.

I would be delighted if a flashlight like this could be made Stateside, but then it would probably wind up costing several times more.

There is a squall line due in my region later tonight and into tomorrow morning, so this flashlight might be needed should the current fail.

I know it will be a very useful given its specs and my previous experiences.

All in all, I give it a rating 4.9 out of 5 stars.

I guess this therefore concludes my review of the Lumintop EDC05.

I hope you, the reader, have been informed, enlightened and maybe even entertained.

May God richly bless you!

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A Review of the NiteCore E4K “EDC” Flashlight

I had been a fan of tactical flashlights since October of 2004.

The first time I purchased a tactical type of flashlight was on May 5, 2005.

Then in December of 2005, I discovered the Mini Maglite.

I would mostly carry one for the next twelve years.

I was also very hesitant to try the name brand Chinese flashlights, as I thought that the American made Maglites and SureFires were superior.

However, by 2017, my thoughts were changing.

I had seen more than enough positive reviews of the Chinese brands on sites like Candle Power Forums.

I have to say that my three favorite Chinese brands are NiteCore, Fenix and Lumintop.

So, in May of 2017, I purchased my first of these, a NiteCore MT06, which I EDCed on and off during the year 2017.

This was followed by a NiteCore MT20A in January of 2018 and a NiteCore i4000R in the Spring of 2020.

In the latter parts of 2021, I had begun to desire a NiteCore E4K, after seeing one on broadcast television back in the earlier parts of 2020.

I was looking for an upgrade for a flashlight that was bright not not threatening like my NiteCore i4000R and one I could simply EDC.

So, as an early Christmas present to myself I ordered a NiteCore E4K.

It came in after a few days and that is what this piece will be a review thereof.

While it is indeed a powerful flashlight and does have a very cool appearance, there is a major design flaw that can be dangerous:
It can be accidently switch on way to easily while being carried in a pocket or bag.

Because this light gives off over 4,000 lumens, it tends to get quite hot.

That is not the kind of flashlight one would want whilst carrying in a bag or pocket because it can literally start a fire!

I learned this the hard way early on: it burned a hole in my pants pocket twice while also burning my thigh.

Smoke was even rising from my pocket!

So, I quickly learned that this flashlight was not a good candidate for EDC and while I still carry it in my backpack, I make durn sure that the switch is locked out!

With all that being said, I still think this flashlight could be a useful one.

It has multiple output settings, which makes it appropriate for a range of tasks.

Turbo mode lasts only a few seconds, but, it would be very useful in disorienting an openent in any tactical situation as would the variable frequency strobe function.

The second highest setting would be useful for ranchers in search of livestock gone astray at night or even for any sort of search and rescue operation.

The medium setting would prove itself worthy for any sort of nighttime commuting.

The low setting would be helpful in just about any domestic setting and many industrial settings as well.

The ultra low setting would provide an unbelievable amount of runtime for tasks such as close up detail work in a low light or no light setting or even reading at night to not disturb those in close proximity.

The Neutral White color tint is perfect all across the board.

This is indeed a versatile flashlight it’s just the combination of a very hot running temperature and a switch system that is way too easily activated can make it potentiall dangerous.

By all means and I cannot stress it enough, one absolutely must lock out the tail cap when carrying if the battery is to be installed! If not serious injury and property damage will occur!

If any NiteCore executives happen to be reading this, please consider making a replacement tailcap with a sturdy lockout switch, that will prevent accidental activation.

It shouldn’t be too hard.

Such a modification would result in me giving this product a five out of five stars instead of the two and a half out of five, which is the lowest rating I ever gave a product reviewed on this blog to date!

I remember for Christmas Eve of 2021, after dark, I was playing on my family’s property and trying out high and turbo modes. I was thoroughly impressed by the brightness and the amount of light coverage in terms of throw and especially spill.

Once again I am living in close quarters with neighbors, so I usually do not use this flashlight when commuting at night as to not disturb them.

This is a powerful flashlight but also a potentially dangerous flashlight and I urge NiteCore to consider making a modified tailcap that features a sturdy lockout switch.

Until now, I lockout the tailcap in a more crude fashion and that is unscrewing it enough so the circuit is broken no matter what. If I don’t and it activates whilst in my backpack, results could prove catastrophic.

I guess this therefore concludes my review of the NiteCore E4K and I wish I didn’t have to include all the negativity.

Still, I hope that, you, the reader, have been informed, entertained and enlightened.

May God richly bless you!

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