A Review of the Energizer Weatheready Compact Rechargeable LED Flashlight

Just to cover my own butt, I hereby declare that I am not the owner of the featured image that is located on this page. Therefore I give all credit whereupon credit is indeed due.

I am sure that those familiar at all with this blog know that I, Eric John Monier, have and have had a lifelong fascination with flashlights.

And for those of you who don’t read this blog on the regular or if you came across this blog recently, I will say that yes, it’s true, I do have a lifelong fascination with flashlights.

I also very much admired my Maternal Grandma, June Aucoin Gauslin, and took it very hard when she passed away. It has been almost nineteen years at the time of me writing this piece that she is gone and I still take it hard. I think about her every day that God sends.

She may not have been fascinated by flashlights like I am but, she always kept one in her kitchen outlet between her stove and refrigerator.

If my memory serves me correctly, I believe that it was a First Alert Ready Lite-and Lord knows I wish those would have never been discontinued!

I do not have anything material to remember her by, but I do have a lot of wonderful memories.

And in my weird way of honoring and remembering her, I too keep a rechargeable flashlight plugged in my kitchen. You the reader may or may not get it but my family gets it.

On June 1, 2011, I purchased an Energizer Weatheready Compact Rechargeable LED flashlight. And that is what this piece will be a review thereof.

Granted it is not and never will be a First Alert Ready Lite, but it at the time and still is the closest thing available on the market that I could use to imitate my Grandma.

Sadly I lost this flashlight that I had used for over ten years to a wicked woman named Ida.

If only that flashlight could talk, it would speak of the fights my now ex-wife and I had, my first attempts at cooking, the frequent severe storms, and subsequent power failures that it helped me through. It would probably even tell about the time I was in my apartment one night and it was pitch black. I saw the red LED indicator light on the flashlight as it was plugged into the wall and mistook it for the LASER aiming system on a high-powered rifle. I freaked out thinking a sniper was trying to take me out until I realized what the red dot truly was, then I went to take my medication. Actually, the one thing I inherited from my Grandma was schizophrenia and all the good and bad traits that come along with it. She managed it like a boss and I hope that I can do as well as her. With the help of Christ, I will manage it for sure.

In the early parts of 2022, after moving into my Ida Sheltering Program Camper, I ordered an updated version of this Eveready flashlight.

It came in promptly and I have had it plugged into my kitchen receptacle ever since.

The one time that my power failed living in this camper, this flashlight activated right away and lit up my kitchen.

While it may not be as coveted by me as a First Alert Ready Lite, it still had some sentimental value.

The following is what the company website has to say about this product:

No batteries to replace, always ready to shine – the Energizer® Weatheready® Compact Rechargeable Light makes the ideal emergency flashlight.

The company also stated a three-hour runtime on a full charge, a light output of 40 Lumens, a beam distance of 30 Meters, and a drop impact resistance rating of 1 Meter.

This by no means is meant for a tactical or even an industrial setting but only a domestic or office environment.

Still in those applications, it will get the job done effectively.

I can’t say that I have any complaints about this product but I wish that Energizer would make a replica of the First Alet Ready Lite but fit it with a Lithium Ion battery and high-powered Warm White LED.

Actually one thing I would do if I came into money aside from opening up a restaurant known as “The Dirty Drip Pan”, I would also build a factory that would make replicas of all my favorite flashlights that were sadly discontinued. But some would be made in their classic configuration and others would be fitted with modern technology.

On a slightly related note, I think it was super cool of Energizer to make that Stranger Things replica flashlight of one of their classic models. It was also frequently featured in Knight Rider. I intend to give one to my parents as a gift in the near future but don’t tell them.

If I had to give this product a rating, I see nothing wrong with giving it a full 5 out of 5 stars.

I guess this, therefore, concludes my review of the Energizer Weatheready Compact Rechargeable LED Flashlight.

Thank you for taking the time to read and I hope that you have been informed, enlightened, and maybe even entertained.

May God richly bless you!

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A Review of the Midland ER10VP Compact AM/FM/Weather Radio

Let’s clear the air now: I declare that I am not the owner of the featured image on this page and I, therefore, give all credit whereupon credit is rightly due.

I, of course, have felt the need to EDC a Weather Radio for quite some time.

For years, my go-to EDC Weather Radio was a Midland HH50B.

My lovely fiancée now carries one of those.

In the Spring of 2022, I decided to try a newer Weather Radio for EDC purposes.

There’s nothing really wrong with the Midland HH50B, save for a faulty belt clip.

I just wanted to try something new for a change.

Therefore in that aforementioned time, I purchased a Midland ER10VP and have been EDCing this ever since.

And that is what this piece will be a review thereof.

God be praised, there hasn’t been much severe weather in 2022 so far, at least for my immediate area. This is a very good thing for me as I am currently living in subpar housing.

I lost my original Midland WR100EZ to Hurricane Ida, but my renter’s insurance replaced it and pretty much everything else that I lost. So, I keep one of those on standby right next to where I sleep. As mentioned before, if my fiancée and I are traveling, she carries a Midland HH50B in whatever handbag she has at the moment. And sometimes, I will carry my Midland ER10VP in my EDC backpack.

I think Midland makes the best weather radios that are currently on the market and I have relied on them for almost a decade.

Initially, I purchased my Midland ER10VP to give as a gift to a friend but later purchased him a better radio in the stead.

Therefore, I kept the Midland ER10VP for myself and have been EDCing it on and off since.

If I know ahead of time that there will be a significant chance for severe weather, I stay with family members who have more sturdy housing.

This was the case on the evening of March 22, 2022. My parents had me come to their place to ride out a squall line that was due in our area that evening.

I had my Midland ER10VP with me and was on standby.

After Ida had damaged their home they had upgraded their roof.

While the squall line was passing through, I was in their attic with my tactical flashlight (a PowerTac Valor for those who wish to know) monitoring for leaks. There appeared to be none.

After the storms had moved out of my area, I kept my Midland ER10VP on standby, just in case.

At one point, it alerted me to a Tornado Warning for Lafourche Parish, and several minutes before my parents’ cable system got the message out.

Now I have been observing the weather for the past twenty years and usually, in fact, almost always when anything tornadic forms in Lafourche Parish, it is always in the southeastern portions of the Parish near the Jefferson Parish line.

This was the case with this tornado as well, but I kept tracking it with my Midland Weather Center app anyway. It turns out that this would be the tornado that damaged parts of Greater New Orleans.

My fiancée was staying in the New Orleans area during all this and because of a misunderstanding, I had put her in the friend zone, which was a huge mistake on my part. Still, I liked her and I wanted her and when I saw that the tornado that I had previously thought not much of was in her neck of the woods, I texted her, which gave her seconds to get to safety. In the text I let her know that I still cared about her. She and I eventually got into a relationship on May 23, 2022, and have been very happy ever since.

Two other times, I had used this weather radio that I am currently reviewing to monitor the progress of severe weather.

It entailed me packing it in my EDC backpack, then seeking shelter in a truck stop near my subpar housing site and purchasing some food and/or drink, so I can say that I am a paying customer, thus allowing me to stay in the trucker’s lounge or adjacent restaurant for more substantial shelter.

I am also assisted by my Midland Weather Center app and a robust data plan.

As you, the reader can see, I am quite satisfied with this product as far as Weather Radio reception is concerned.

FM reception is also fairly decent and AM reception is on par with that of a radio its size.

As much as I like flashlights, I could take or leave the flashlight feature on this device.

I could also take or leave the clock, although I do greatly appreciate the digital display and PLL tuner.

My one complaint is that it gets knocked on into standby mode way too easily, thus unnecessarily running down the batteries.

I wish there were a better way to keep it turned on while being carried in a backpack, so if one plans to use it as the main radio, have extra AA batteries on hand.

It does not have a SAME decoder feature, but I see this more as a traveler’s weather radio, and therefore, I don’t think it needs one.

Although I see it has much potential as a traveler’s weather radio, I think Midland has intended this to be for tracking the progress of severe weather during and after a severe weather event and also while off grid due to a severe weather event.

The following is what the company website had to say:

“Don’t be caught off guard when you’re off the grid – be prepared at all times with the Midland ER10VP Emergency Alert AM/FM Weather Radio. An essential piece of equipment when you’re hiking, fishing, hunting, overlanding, or camping with the family, the ER10VP will immediately alert you of incoming inclement weather. This versatile battery operated weather radio doubles as a flashlight with Hi, Lo, and SOS strobe options in case of emergency. Its slim and compact design lets you easily slip it into your pocket or gear bag, and it comes equipped with a wrist lanyard to keep it on you at all times. Leisurely listen to AM/FM radio with the comfort of knowing that you will be warned of any emergency weather in your area.”

For all intents and purposes, this is a great device for weather-related emergencies. It is especially perfect for the aftermath of a hurricane or tornado but could also be useful for everyday applications.

I guess this, therefore, concludes my review of the Midland ER10VP and if you, the reader are wondering, I give it 4.50 out of 5 stars only because it gets knocked on way too easily while in a backpack.

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

May God richly bless you!

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How Eli met Hannah-a.D. MMIV

Tuesday August 3, 2004:

Eliezer Mouton was walking out of Radio Shack with his scanner radio, a Uniden BC72XLT on full blast. His SSI check was deposited a few days ago and after saving some of it, he used the rest to purchase that said scanner as he had wanted one for a while.

He had a huge smirk on his face, given the fact that he could tune in to the mall security.

Hannah Bienville was also shopping at the mall today as it was recently her birthday and she had some cash left over. She noticed Eliezer listening to the security guards with a mischievous smirk on his face. She was very much attracted to Eliezer so she smiled and waved at him.

He smiled back.

They stared at each other for a moment with smiles increasing and some blushing.

Hannah then motioned for Eliezer to come to her which he did.

They then went to sit on the bench in front of Kay Jewelers and Dillard’s.

“You’re so cute and handsome! What’s your name?” Hannah asked.

“Eliezer Mouton, but I liked to be called Eli.”

“That’s neat. My name is Hannah Bienville, but my dad gave me the nickname, ‘Hannah D.'”

“You could totally be a radio DJ, with a nickname like that.”

Hannah giggled and smiled from ear to ear.

Eli then continued, “Wouldn’t it be so cool to have a radio station that plays video game music?”

Hannah’s eyes lit up, as she said, “Whenever the war in Iraq is won the station could play the ending credits to Star Fox 64!”

“I think that is a pointless and illegal war but maybe there could be a news service that covers all the dirty things the government does and play the music from the Surface 2 level on Goldeneye!”

Hannah giggled heartily, then said, “You’re very sexy!” She then covered her mouth, blushed, and apologized.

Eli hugged her and then replied, “Well I think you are beautiful!”

Hannah’s blue eyes lit up even more and she smiled from ear to ear.

She then said, “You don’t know it yet, but we match.”

Eli was puzzled and asked, “What do you mean”

Hannah replied, “I will show you only if you promise to be my boyfriend.”

“I would be honored to be your boyfriend!” Eli said as he held Hannah’s hand and softly kissed it.

“Okay, here we go!” Hannah said as she slightly lifted her blue denim skirt and showed him her modesty shorts.

Both blushed boldly once again and Hannah giggled uncontrollably, as she said “Your yellow shirt and black pants match my yellow and black modesty shorts.”

Eli replied, “I guess that cupid has a bee’s stinger instead of a quiver of arrows because I could see myself falling for you!” Eli then held both of Hannah’s hands, then asked, “May I kiss you?”

“Of course!” Hannah replied.

Their lips sweetly pecked and then locked as they gazed into each other’s eyes. Something beautiful was blossoming.

“I am going to need your phone number,” Eli told Hannah.

“Of course. And I want yours as well!”

Eli pulled out a Motorola i60c and Hannah pulled out a Motorola i285 and subsequently programmed the numbers in.

“We both have Boost Mobile, can we also exchange our beep-beep numbers?” Eli asked.

“Sure. As if you even had to ask,” Hannah replied.

They then exchanged the Chirp numbers.

Hannah then said, “I’ve never seen a Boost Phone like yours.”

“Well, that is because it’s an older Nextel phone. I had one of my buddies order it for me on eBay. It looks just like the phone that one of the characters on my favorite soap opera uses and it is quite rugged, so I like it.”

Hannah then asked Eli, “Where do you go to school?”

Eli replied, “I dropped out and get SSI. I hope that you still want me after knowing this.”

Hannah simply kissed him again and say, “Of course, I do!” She paused then said, “I’m thirteen and in the fourth grade, so I kind of know what you’re going through.”

“Thank you for being so sweet. You’re beautiful inside and out!”

“You must have vision problems if you think I am beautiful.”

“Why would you say that?”

“Because of my weight.”

“I like bigger girls but was always afraid of what others would think of me.”

“Nobody has to know about us except my mom and dad.”

Eli looked at Hannah and said, “But I’m no longer afraid of what others think, I had talked with my social worker about this and he helped me realize that people don’t talk that much anyway. I would show you off to everyone because you’re so beautiful and you have a good heart!”

Hannah embraced Eli, planted several kisses on his face, but then asked with slight distress, “How old are you though.”

Eli replies “17.”

Hannah then said, “Well you already know that I’m 13, but I really like you and I still want you to be my boyfriend.”

Eli replied, “As long as your parents are okay with it.”

Hannah then asked, “I’m just wondering, If you dropped out of high school, see a social worker and get SSI, are you okay?”

“I have schizophrenia, I hope you’re okay with that.”

“Of course. I have Autism, by the way, and I hope you’re okay with that.”

“It’s fine. Schizophrenia and Autism are similar, so I think we will get along just fine. I just hope your parents let me date you.”

“I think they will, at least as long as you treat me right and marry me when I am old enough.”

“I definitely would marry you.”

Hannah looked at Eli with puppy dog eyes and said, “You really would?”

“Yes: You have a really good heart, you’re beautiful and I recently became a Christian so it would be the right thing to do.”

“I became a Christian when I was eight, maybe you could come to church with me.”

“Yes, I’ve been meaning to find a church.”

“How did you come to the Lord?”

“Earlier this year, I was listening to a radio broadcast on shortwave and it had my undivided attention and as I listened, I realized that I was a hellbound sinner and Jesus is the answer to my condition, so I called on Him and I’ve been praying to Him ever since. The preachers I listen to on shortwave talk about joining a local church, but I have no ride to get there.”

Hannah then said, “My step-grandpa can take us. He already takes me.”

“My grandparents as most of my family are stuck in their catholicism.”

“We need to pray for them.”

“My parents kicked me out when I dropped out of school but my grandparents took me in.”

“I’m so sorry that happened.”

“It’s for the better. Is there a way I could meet your parents?”

“Of course, we could walk to Chick-Fil-A right now and meet my mom.”

“Then let’s go.”

Both were slightly nervous wondering what Hannah’s mother’s reaction would be.

Sheepishly they walked into the Chick-Fil-A where Beatrice was manning the cash register.

“Mom, there is someone I would like you to meet,” Hannah said.

Beatrice looked up from the register and asked, “Hannah, who is this young man?”

“This is Eli,” Hannah said beaming, and continued, “He is my boyfriend, that is if you’re okay with it.”

Beatrice looked at Eli and asked, “Exactly what are your intentions with my daughter?”

Eli looked at Beatrice and said, “I think she is the sweetest person I have ever met and to me, she is more beautiful than anyone else I have ever laid eyes upon. I would like to be her boyfriend and hopefully, one day marry her, when we are old enough. I am a Christian, so I do believe I should date to marry.”

“How old are you, son?” Beatrice asked.

“I’m 17.”

Beatrice then looked at Hannah and asked, “How did you meet him?”

“I just saw him walking out of Radio Shack and I thought he was handsome, so I motioned for him to come to talk to me and he’s nice.”

“Okay. I will let y’all date, but because of the age difference, y’all must be under constant supervision and no one can know about it.”

“That’s fine,” Eli replied.

“Of course,” Hannah added in.

“Do you work anywhere, Eli?”

“No ma’am, I get SSI for being schizophrenic.”

“I understand. Hannah is also special needs, so maybe y’all can help each other out.”

Beatrice then took her lunch break and came to sit with Eli and Hannah. She ordered them each a meal and continued conversing with them.

“What is your living situation, Eli?”

“I stay with my grandparents. We help each other out.”

“Where are your parents?”

“They emancipated me and kicked me out when I started receiving SSI. I guess me getting help from the government for having a disability was too big of an assault on their pride and ego, so my grandparents took me in.”

“You deserve all the help you can get. But you should be wise with it.”

“I try to be. I think they are also angry at me for dropping out of school.”

“Not everyone is meant to have a formal education. Hannah struggles with her studies and she is also bullied by other students.”

“I wish I could protect her from all that.”

“Just be there for me and comfort me, baby,” Hannah added in.

“You know I will. I thank God for you.”

“I thank God for you too.”

“How do you get around?” Beatrice asked Eli.

“My Pappy drives me.”

“How about I get you and Hannah each a bus pass.”

“That would be wonderful.”

“Good, then you can come to visit Hannah when she’s not in school.”

“Thank you, I appreciate that.”

“You’re welcome. Just only come visit her when I am home.”

“Sure thing. If it’s all right, I would like y’all to meet my grandparents.”

“Yes. We can do that.”

Hannah and Eli finished their meals, then continued holding hands.

Beatrice then finished her meal and said, “Well, I have to get back to work, but there’s some bad weather moving in later this afternoon. How are you getting home, Eli?”

“My Pappy is going to drive me home whenever I call him.”

“How about you take the bus home with Hannah and me and you can meet my soon-to-be ex-husband? It’s a long story.”

“That’s fine, I’ll tune in the weather on my new scanner in the meantime.”

“Now y’all go walk the mall together and get some exercise!”

“Yes ma’am,” Eli replied.

Hannah then kissed her mom and thanked her. She then asked Eli, “Are there any stores you want to look at?”

“What about Sears?”

“Sure. What do you want to look at in there?”

“The computers. I like to write, but it hurts to write by hand. So, I need a computer of some sort.”

“I’m working on a book as well.”

“Awesome. I think God put us together for a reason.”

“So do I!”

Hannah and Eli walked into Sears and were looking at the computers. They then went to look at the televisions. Finally, they went looking at the clothing on clearance.

Hannah then asked, “How does my outfit look on me? Do I need a new wardrobe? Be honest.”

Eli looked at Hannah’s grey Bobbie Brooks tee shirt, her medium-length denim skirt from Wal-Mart, her purple and black striped socks, and her blue tennis shoes, then said, “You look perfect just the way you are? In my eyes you are beautiful.” He then planted a kiss on Hannah’s forehead.

She kissed his lips in return.

“I can’t wait to be old enough to marry you, Eli!”

“I feel the same way. I thank God we crossed paths!”

“Me too, baby!”

They then embraced and kissed once again until they heard a loud crash of thunder.

Hannah grabbed Eli tightly out of fright, then said, “Sorry, I’m just scared of thunder.”

“I understand completely. Why don’t we go to a more interior part of the mall so we can be safe.”

“Lead the way, sweetheart.”

Hand in hand, they walked to the middle corridor of the mall. There were several more thunderings and rain began pouring down in torrents.

Hannah grabbed Eli’s arms several times. Eli rubbed Hannah’s back and kissed her.

They then made it to the bench.

Eli tuned in to the Weather Radio broadcasts on his new scanner.

They were notified of a severe thunderstorm in progress.

Hannah leaned against Eli and then said, “The storm isn’t so bad, since you are right here.”

Eli put his arm around Hannah and kissed the top of her head as he spoke, “You feel so wonderful pressed up against me.”

There was a deafening peal of thunder, then the power went out.

Hannah tensed up in heavy distress. She began breathing heavily as Eli held her with his left arm.

From his right pocket, Eli retrieved a Blue Mini Maglite and turned it on.

The look of distress on Hannah’s face turned to a beaming smile as she said, “It’s so sexy how you’re prepared.”

Eli blushed but was speechless.

Hannah grabbed Eli and planted several more kisses on his face.

Eli continued listening to the Weather Radio broadcast in case a tornado warning would be issued.

Mall security had begun to escort customers out.

They approached Hannah and Eli, to which Hannah said, “My mom works at Chick-Fil-A and she is our ride home.”

“Come this way, then,” the two guards, a husband and wife team, said as they walked Eli and Hannah to the restaurant.

By the light of the guards’ flashlights in addition to Eli’s, they safely arrived.

Beatrice greeted Hannah and Eli then said, “Sit tight, my shift will be over in about forty-five minutes.”

“We can listen to that radio device you have, until then Eli,” Hannah said.

Eli nodded and they sat at a table with Eli’s Mini Maglite in Candle Mode.

Beatrice then said, “Well Eli you are certainly a very resourceful young man.”

“Thank you, Ms. Bea, Eli replied, then continued, “My Pappy always taught me to be prepared and I take his words seriously.”

Beatrice did her work while Eli and Hannah sat and continued listening to the Weather Report.

The power came back on with ten minutes to go.

Beatrice continued preparing the work area for the incoming shift.

She then clocked out and walked with Eli and Hannah to the bus stop…

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Dreams that Inspired “Blogger in a new City”

In the early parts of 2022, I decided to start work on a new story which I have titled, “Blogger in a new City.”

The inspiration for this new series of stories came to me from two dreams, one of which I had in the October of 2020 and the other I had in January of 2022.

I want to first describe the dreams that inspired this series of stories because without them, I would have never been able to come up with all of this.

So, I will now describe these dreams:

October 2020:
I just moved to a new city and am looking to purchase a home. This new city can be best described if one would have combined the two Louisiana cities Lake Charles and Morgan City. There are at least two skyscrapers, a mainline railroad with a yard to the northeast of the city, it is bordered to the southwest by a navigable lake, which is likely connected to another waterway or even is close to the sea. The railroad line separates the north and south side. The southeast side is the working class and poor section, the southwest is the rich side, with a marina for yachts on the lake, the northwest is the business and medical district and the northeast is industrialized. A branch off the mainline railroad goes to serve a port on the lake and separates the southeast from the southwest side. To the north is farmland and further north is forest. I am inside the tallest skyscraper in the city which houses real estate and banking offices among other business spaces. I am meeting with a realtor to conclude the terms of my purchase of a home located on the southeastern side of the city. The banker whom will finance my purchase is on the same floor a few doors away. My real estate agent telephones my banker and sees that all is in order, then I am handed my keys. While waiting on this process I am in the hallway staring out of a window overlooking the northeast side of the city at the railroad yard. A tornado was either in progress or had just finished wreaking havoc in that yard and there were several derailed locomotives and freight cars. I don’t remember what the freight cars looked like but the locomotives could have either been some unmolested Southern Pacific Bloody Nose locomotives or some Canadian National locomotives. I then walk to the southwest corner of the building on one of the upper floors and I look at the southwestern side of the city, seeing a tranquil sunset over the lake and several yachts docked in the marina. To my disappointment, there are no tow boats or barges near the port at this hour. If I had to guess this would take place sometime in late September or early October, due to the position of the sun at the end of the business day. Soon afterward, I woke up. It was a really neat dream.

In the next dream, I am a teenager again (age fourteen to be exact) and it begins with me being dropped off at the shopping center the night before. It is a balmy April evening and I discretely hang out in the parking lot all night until the store opens. I am shopping at the Family Dollar which is located in the Sugarland Neighborhood of my hometown (Raceland, Louisiana.) I now feel I need to be clear about this: the way that I know I am fourteen is that in the dream I am the size and height I was at that age. There are other factors that I will reveal in this piece. I am shopping for a budget-friendly stereo system, and I do see one that seems so perfect. It is a model that was sold around 2001, a GPX, I believe. This stereo system had a CD changer, an AM and FM broadcast receiver, and a cassette tape deck. Those were very popular with teenagers in 2001 but now (in 2022), I think teenagers would use Bluetooth speakers linked to their mobile devices. So much has changed in 21 years as to how young people listen to their music. I could be wrong but I don’t think Family Dollar even sells stereo systems or at least not one with the features in my dream. Because I have more than enough money, I also purchase a pocket-sized yellow flashlight which is the type of flashlight I would have EDCed at the age of fourteen. I didn’t discover tactical flashlights until I was sixteen and didn’t own one until I was eighteen. Sitting on the floor is a girl who is a few years younger than me, but appears to be crushing on me. She is wearing a red plaid skirt, a white tee shirt, wire-rimmed glasses, reddish blonde hair, and numerous freckles. She keeps looking up at me and smiling. I’m thinking this dream could have shown me what it would have been like had my fiancee` and I had met much earlier and maybe even grown up together. While I had known my fiancee` existed since December 5, 2019, I didn’t start pursuing her until early to mid February of 2022 and I didn’t know what she looked like in 2001 either. Since I was fourteen, in the dream, and if this girl was the same as the young lady who is now my fiancee`, she would have been nine-going-on-ten. Also, there is no longer a Family Dollar in Sugarland Shopping Center, much to my irritation. It became a Dollar Tree at some point but is now vacant due to a very wicked woman named Ida. Anyway, I purchase the stereo and the flashlight, then the young girl and I talk for a little while until my ride arrives. I then wake up.

I took many elements from both dreams and I combined them into the fledgling series. There are some significant modifications from the dream sequences, however.

For example, the setting non existent and is known as “Lake Morgan, Louisiana.” The characeter based on me is known as Everette Mulen and is in twenty-six-going-on-twenty-seven and the young lady, Hailee Bainbridge, is now based on my fiancee` is twenty-two. The Family Dollar was changed to be Donna’s Discount Electronics and Housewares and Donna Bainbridge is the Hailee’s mother. It is also in Lake Morgan, not the Sugarland neighborhood of Raceland, LA.

All in all, I took these two dreams and in late January of 2022, I began using them to forge my “Blogger in a new City” series. Because of all that is going on, I haven’t got much of it into text as of yet, so that is why I created this post, in order to explain how I was inspired and why certain things are the way they are.

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

Thank you for taking the time to read and may God richly bless you!

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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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Depression with Affection

If you, the reader, are wondering what the meaning of the featured image is on this page, I will tell you:  It is a penlight and travel alarm clock that is EDCed by my main character, Owen Sullivan.  The ink pen signifies that he is indeed a writer.

I started writing this in the Summer of 2009, while on lunch breaks at the job of which I was employed.  The rough draft was completed some time in 2009 and I fine tuned the editing very recently.  Over the years, the most significant changes I made were to the names of the characters.  The core of the story remained the same, which is a high school senior who is an aspiring writer and his newly found girlfriend who is struggling just to get by.  The school administration, namely the corrupt school president, does not approve of the young man’s writing and therefore persecutes him.  That is why this story falls into my “Public Displays of Affection” category.  Yes, there is some fornication in this story and I know as a Christian, I should not write about that.  However, this was penned in 2009, when I was a much more immature Christian than I am now, plus I feel that this story teaches an important lesson about corruption in high places.

PS, the featured image is the items that my main character would EDC on his person, as is noted.

Without further ado, here is the story:

On a cold but sunny February afternoon in the city of Melody; Owen Sullivan was walking home. He was a senior attending an extremely strict roman catholic school. Owen’s dream was to be a writer and he would frequently walk around Melody, to get inspiration for his mind and exercise for his body. By his peers, he was considered a wonderful writer. He had written several love stories and many girls were turned on to him. His work made it to the point that some of his male peers were jealous and they began to spread false and disgusting rumors about him. This caused him to be admired but undesired. Many of the girls that were turned on to his work were also afraid of him. In turn, Owen was a very affectionate but lonely person.

As he went on walking; he thought about all this: his loneliness, his dreams, his works, and his school. He attended Seven Hills Catholic High School. Life at school was especially hard on Owen because the teachers and administration knew of his writing talents. They felt angered and even intimidated by his potential influence. Many times the school president had found his works on the Internet severely punished him. This was an attempt to make him conform and break his spirit.

The sun was shining brightly in the winter sky that day, as Owen was wandering around the north side of Melody. While out walking, he came upon a low-income housing complex. There was a beautiful girl, staring down at him from her balcony and sweetly smiling at him. He looked at her and she looked at him. Both were happy at that moment. Time seemed to stand still. Owen was greatly attracted to her and could hardly believe that she was looking at him, much less smiling. The girl waved at Owen and he waved back. Again they stood for an awkward moment until Owen looked at his pocket-watch and was shocked by the time. He realized his parents would be worried and that he needed to get home. Sadly, Owen made his way home. He walked in the door and headed to the loft. Upon entering, he pulled his penlight out of his side pocket and a composition book from his backpack. He began to write down all the inspirations that occurred during the day, which he used as notes for his love stories.

In the meantime, the girl, Ellie Pritchard, began to cry. She was riddled with hurt from what she assumed was rejection. Here she was, very lonely and finally someone pays attention to her. But, then he leaves suddenly. The reason for Ellie Pritchard living in a low-income apartment was that she had been declared disabled. She suffered from severe schizophrenia and received an SSI check each month. She took medication to keep her said illness at bay, but it had caused her to gain weight. This combined with the fact that she was alone in life and struggling to make it, brought on depression in her. Ellie spent the whole night crying, wondering if that boy would ever come back to her.

Meanwhile, Owen was writing in the loft by the light of his penlight about the day’s events. He was also working on fantasies about the girl he saw. He wrote until the batteries in his penlight died. While walking down the stairs from the loft; he looked at his pocket watch. While looking at the time, he thought of that girl. In anguish, he pondered how he might have just thrown away a chance at happiness. Many thoughts were racing through his head such as if that girl and he could have been an item or if she was upset because he walked away. Owen’s night was completely restless; until finally the next morning came. He grabbed his backpack, put new batteries in his penlight, placed his watch in his pocket, and headed off to school.

The day at school proved to be excruciatingly slow. Owen was feeling the urge to go walking, in hopes that he would see the girl again. Finally, 2:53 pm struck and the dismissal bell blared. He grabbed his backpack and once again headed to the north side of the city. He prayed over and over for another chance to see the girl.

Meanwhile, Ellie was sitting up in her bedroom and noticed that it was now afternoon. She too prayed over and over again to see the boy again. Ellie went outside and sat down on the bench in hopes that he might come back. Like clockwork, Owen came through the grounds of the complex. This time she said softly and shyly to him

“Hello, I have seen you here before.”

“Yes, I came here yesterday,” Owen replied as he blushed

Ellie asked, “Why do you come here?”

Owen answered, “It gives me inspiration for my writing.”

“This place? Why?”

“Not just this place but the whole city. Mostly just the motion of walking inspires me.”

There was a brief uneasy silence but then she motioned for him to sit with her.

As she did, Owen asked, “So, what is your name?’

The girl answered “Ellie Pritchard.”

Then said, “And yours?”

He answered her “Owen Sullivan.”

Ellie, feeling more confident, asked “Would you come back tomorrow?”

“Sure, I would like to see you again,” Owen answered as his voice shook slightly. Ellie blushed. Owen continued “I am so sorry I left you yesterday, it’s just I didn’t want to worry my parents.”

Ellie nodded understandingly, then asked, “Do you live around here?”

Owen answered, “Yes, I live in Melody.”

There was a brief silence, then Ellie asked “I think it is awesome that you are a writer. Why don’t you tell me one of your stories?”

Owen replied, “Sure, I would love to share my work with you.”

Immediately he pulled a composition book out of his backpack and began reading. He got to a very sensual part of the story which caused Ellie to tingle and twitch throughout her whole body.

Uncontrollably she lunged over to Owen, threw her arms tightly around his body, and kissed him. She giggled and said, “Let us re-enact this story!”

Owen, filled with a mixture of infatuation and lust, said “Oh, baby! Your wish is my command!”

They began to hold and kiss each other with strong affection. Ellie made several passion marks on Owen’s neck. Owen rubbed Ellie’s face and played with her long strawberry-blond hair. Ellie kissed Owen’s forehead and petted his curly, dirty blonde hair. Owen then rested his head on Ellie’s soft belly and she put her hand in his shirt and rubbed his bare chest.

For the first time in what seemed like forever; Ellie felt happy again. Owen felt completely ecstatic. It was as if he was living out one of his written stories, but it was much more fulfilling than he ever imagined. They continued to caress each other with great affection, all while Owen was still in uniform. Soon, the winter sun was setting.

Owen became filled with anxiety, looked at his pocket watch, and spoke with passionate sadness. “I need to go now, but I promise I will be back tomorrow.”

Ellie spoke sadly and with an affectionate pout said “I wish you didn’t have to go. How old are you anyway?”

Owen replied “I just made 18. And you?”

Ellie answered him with happiness “I’m 20. Hey, since you are 18, you can legally stay with me.”

Owen replied “I would want that too, but the school president would expel me if he found out I was shacking up. Then my parents would have lost a lot of money they paid for my tuition.”

He paused and continued “It would be worth it all for you.”

Ellie smiled and said, “Just consider it.”

Owen nodded his head then kissed her goodbye.

She happily remarked, “I’ll be waiting for you.”

Owen walked home and once again went up into the loft. He wrote again until the batteries in his penlight completely died. He then went to bed and dreamed many beautiful dreams about Ellie. On the other hand, Ellie felt sad, yet hopeful, as she prepared her dinner. She ate dinner, took her medicine, and then went to bed dreaming of Owen. Both woke up in great pleasure and prepared for the day ahead. Ellie had truly fallen for Owen and truly wanted for him to stay with her. Owen had also genuinely fallen for Ellie and wanted to stay with her, but was afraid of repercussions from his school president. He lay in bed sometime between twilight and dawn, wrestling with the idea of moving in with Ellie. Finally, dawn was breaking and Owen made up his mind. He loaded his backpack with several changes of clothes. He also packed his writing tools, composition books, penlight, and pocket watch and set out on his way to school. Owen was now set to go anywhere and do anything his situation would require.

A half-hour later, He walked into class just before the morning bell rang. This day seemed like the slowest day yet. Owen was filled with anxiety and he did not pay much attention to the teachers. The only thing, or person rather, on his mind was Ellie Pritchard. After what seemed like the longest school day ever; the bell finally rang. Owen headed straight for her apartment. Upon arrival, she greeted him lovingly. She grabbed him and kissed his face repeatedly. They sat down on the bench, holding hands.

“I’ve decided to stay with you,” Owen said with great affection.

Ellie was ecstatic as she replied, “You really will?”

“Of course, I will!” Owen replied with assurance.

Ellie held him even tighter and said “And you’ll be my one and only!”

Owen nodded and began to read to her. “I wrote this for you!” He said.

When he finished, there was another uneasy silence.

Ellie felt tingles and twitches throughout her whole body.

Soon, the winds from the north began to increase. They were just enough to make both Ellie and Owen uncomfortable. Both were shivering from the chill in the air and Owen reached for his pocket-watch.

Ellie broke the silence as she offered “Why don’t we go inside.”

Owen simply nodded in agreement and followed her.

As they walked inside, Ellie walked to her portable heater and, bent over and turned it on. The light blue jeans and a white cotton shirt she was clothed in showed off her curves. Owen stared at her with admiration and lust. She then motioned for Owen to sit with her.

He asked “You mean we get to snuggle? It would make me most happy to do so.”

Ellie giggled then said “Sure, that is very sweet of you. I am overjoyed that you want to snuggle with me.”

With that being said, they were covered up in a dark blue blanket. The sunset faded through the window of the apartment, and soon they fell asleep in each other’s arms.

At seven pm they awoke to the gurgling of each other’s stomachs. Ellie fixed a simple meal of canned white beans for both of them. When the food was prepared, they ate on Ellie’s coffee table. After their first dinner together, they sat on that convertible sofa and conversed with each other. All was going great until the subject was Ellie’s illness.

She said “I ran away when I was 18. I went to a shelter and then was committed. The doctors diagnosed me with schizophrenia. After my release, I was set up with this apartment. I’ve been all by myself ever since.” Ellie paused then said “I hope I don’t scare you off by talking about my illness. It is well controlled with my medicine.”

Owen reassuringly replied “It doesn’t bother me at all. I read many times that people with that illness are very kind and creative. You’ve already given me plenty of inspiration with just your touch. I can only imagine what’s in your beautiful mind and soul. You could help me write many amazing things!”

Ellie then asked, “How will your parents react when they find out you have decided to move in with me?” I hope they wouldn’t be too worried and I pray that they will understand and accept me.”

Owen replied, “I will try my best.”

Ellie then said “Of course, if they don’t, you are legal and you can stay with me anyway. I want you to keep me company and love me.” ‘

He spoke to her “Wow, you make me feel overwhelmingly blissful. I have wanted you ever since I first laid eyes upon you.”

Ellie blushed and rubbed her face against his.

She then replied, “I never thought this would happen to me, but I am glad it is.” She paused, and then continued “I never thought I would find that special someone.”

Owen simply smiled and said nothing. Ellie continued, asking him “You truly want us to be together right? I pray your answer is yes.”

Owen smiled and sweetly replied “Of course I do. I can envision us, together, against the world. It sounds wonderful to me. I want to be with you and I hope my parents accept that. If not, I will still stay with you.”

Ellie threw her arms around him with a joyful smile and twinkling eyes. She then asked, “So you really will stay with me tonight?”

Owen replied, “And tomorrow night, and every night until the end of time if you wish.”

With great excitement, Ellie wrapped her legs around Owen, then sucked his mouth in a passionate kiss.

Owen said, “You know one day I will pay both our ways with my writing.” He stood up for just a moment looked at his watch. It indicated 8 pm. He then began to pace around the room.

Ellie cried in distress “Please stay here.”

He rushed himself to her and “Of course I will stay, and forgive me for upsetting you. It’s just I need my uniform washed. I still want to finish school you know.”

Ellie replied, “Sure I can have that done.”

With that, Owen removed his shirt and was feeling quite chilly. He pulled another tee-shirt from his backpack. Ellie gave him a pair of unisex sleeping pants. They then walked out of her room and down to the laundry room, with their hands on each other’s backside. Owen and Ellie set their clothes in a washing machine and turned it on. While waiting for the clothes to wash, they decided to sit down on that same bench where they first talked to each other. Ellie sat up straight while Owen rested his head in her lap. They cuddled affectionately together until two athletes from Owen’s school arrived. They came to the complex to buy prescription pills. When they spotted the couple, both decided to make trouble.

Owen became nervous.

He said “Those are two boys from my school. Austin Dupont and Al Hardy. They make trouble with me all the time. What are they doing here?”

Ellie replied with a whisper “Coming buy pills. There is a pusher who lives in this complex. They meet with him all the time.”

“You don’t say. They could be expelled for that.” Owen replied. He paused then continued “Actually no, forget it. It would get someone like me expelled, but the school president would allow them to do it because of their athletic skills. Not to mention their families are filthy rich.”

“Just keep quiet,” Ellie whispered.

But it was too late. They had been spotted.

Austin said loudly “Look at Owen Sullivan, with his nut case girlfriend.”

Al followed with “That’s probably the best he could do.”

Ellie was reduced to tears when Owen said in anger “Get the hell out of here or I will call the cops!”

Austin mockingly said “Oh look he’ll call the cops. My family knows the police chief they won’t do us anything.” Ellie handed Owen her mobile phone and showed them the digits 911.

Owen then said, “I’m not playing, if you two good for nothing excuses for human beings don’t get out of here right now, I will have you thrown in jail.”

They continued to mock and taunt.

“Wait, you’re both going to catch a disturbing the peace charge for sure. And I know you’re both dirty, so probably a drug possession charge as well.”

They attacked Owen and he dropped Ellie’s phone.

Ellie quickly picked it up, pressed the send button, was connected, and explained the situation to the dispatcher.

Austin and Al continued attacking Owen.

In a short while, a unit from the Melody PD arrived on the scene. At first, the policeman tried to make the two boys leave. They refused and explained their connections.

Owen told the responding officer “Check them for drugs, they came to buy pills.”

Austin cursed the cop lower than a dog and spit at him, to which he was arrested. Pills were found on him. Al also was found to be dirty and punched the officer during the search. Additionally, Owen pressed assault and battery charges on them as well. Al and Austin were eventually detained and dragged off.

After the two troublemakers were taken from the scene, Ellie was still in tears as she spoke with grief, “I’m not good enough for you, I am a nut case.”

Lovingly, Owen wrapped himself around her and kissed her tears off of her face.

He spoke, “I think you are wonderful and I don’t give a damn what anyone thinks. Please let me stay with you.”

In total comfort, she smiled and gently hugged him, then said, “Of course, you can stay with me! I was just afraid you would be turned off to me.”

Owen replied “If anything, I am very turned on to you. You saved me from serious injury by calling the cops. I am in debt to you!”

Another silence came upon them until Ellie said, “I love you, Owen. Do you love me?”

Owen gently replied, kissing her “Ever since I first laid eyes on you, I’ve had feelings for you, but now I can honestly and truthfully say that, yes, I do love you as well, Ellie!”

She smiled sweetly and kissed him with great passion. The temperature had dropped even more, so they decided to go inside.

Both began to physically express their feelings of love towards each other as soon as Ellie closed and locked her door.

She then said, “I want to make love to you, but I’m a virgin, so don’t break my heart.”

Owen replied “So am I. You must know I would never dream of breaking your heart. I want you until my last breath.”

Ellie grabbed Owen and pulled him to her with great strength. They then began their lovemaking. After many hours of cuddling and intimacy; they went down to get their laundry. Upon arriving back in the room Owen checked his watch, which indicated midnight. Momentarily he felt distressed, but then felt the stronger feelings of his love towards Ellie.

Owen set his alarm, then said “Let us sleep now, as it is a school night for me.” Ellie nodded her head in agreement and kissed him. They climbed into her convertible sofa and lovingly fell asleep in each other’s arms the whole night through. 5:30 am came damn too quickly and Owen woke up in Ellie’s arms. He began to kiss her until she woke up.

“Please come back to me today.” She said with a cute smile and puppy dog eyes.

Owen replied, “Not just today, but every day until the end of time.”

He then looked at his watch and said, “I have to go now.”

“Just come back as quickly as you can!”

“I promise you, I will!” Owen replied, then put his penlight in one pocket and watch in the other then kissed her and headed off to school. He made it just in time for the first bell.

As Owen was sitting down in class, daydreaming about Ellie. The school president’s voice suddenly came in over the intercom and said, “Please send Owen Sullivan to my office with his books.”

“He’s on his way,” The teacher replied, and motioned for him to leave the classroom. Owen grabbed his backpack and headed for the office. He was filled with anger because the administration had harassed him many times before. Knowing this was about him and Ellie and the boys that were making trouble with them; he was going to stand up for himself this time.

When he arrived, the president spoke with a fit of very disturbing anger, “My sources are telling me that you are the reason some students were arrested. Start talking-now!”

Owen replied in an irritated voice, ¨Yes, it is true. I had them arrested because they were harassing my girlfriend and me. Then they beat the hell out of me. Not to mention they also bought prescription pills illegally.”

The president backed him into a corner and said angrily, “Those two boys come from families that keep our school functioning financially. They are also fine athletes.”

“Yeah, they probably take those pills because of all the sports injuries they sustain,” Owen remarked.

“Shut your mouth. That is none of your business!” The school president shouted, paused, then continued, “Furthermore, I have witnesses saying that you and that girl were carrying on in a lewd way, while you were in uniform. I can expel you on the spot for that. I will, however, give you another chance and let you graduate, if you agree to drop the charges and break up with that girl. It’s all up to you.”

Owen said in distress, “You don’t understand, I love her.”

The president replied with anger, “Save it for your counselor because I don’t care. Furthermore, you have misrepresented this school and you must be punished.”

“What about Al and Austin? Will anything happen to them? They beat me up you know!”

The president answered, “How dare you question me?! They and their families contribute plenty to this school. What do you contribute? Absolutely nothing! All you do is write those trashy love stories that disrupt the learning process and reflect negatively on this school’s image.”

Owen said, “I may write them and you may not like them, but many people do. For whatever unjustified reason you are obsessed with control.”

“Regardless of what you say or believe, you will break up with that girl and drop the charges if you want to graduate.”

“I can drop the charges, even though that is flagrantly unfair. However, I cannot break up with her. I love her and she loves me. Not to mention she is a schizophrenic. If I did leave her she might harm herself.”

The president then said, “Good, then that would mean one less moocher that my tax dollars have to pay for.”

Back to “Works of Fiction”

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.

Back to “Works of Fiction”

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

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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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