A Saviour’s Path

Lanie has been wandering for ten years trying to get as far as possible from the traumas of her past, and keep herself from caving in. Though she was taught to rely on God to be there for her, no one protected her when she needed it the most, so she’s taken over her grandfather’s charity and saving children the way she wishes she’d been saved. If she doesn’t help them, who will? If God won’t even protect innocent children who have no one else, what’s even the point of Him? As she waits for….something, avoiding going home and dealing with the sleazy Foundation stakeholders, she does her best to distance herself from the useless beliefs that were beaten into her as a child, and eradicate the voice that keeps calling her back. But she’s not certain how long she can keep this up – surely she’s got to get her life back on track one day. It’s been ten years, for crying out loud. Surely the danger has passed by now. One more mission, one more project, and then she’s determined to go home, no matter what might be waiting for her.

But this year’s mission goes wrong from the start: not only is her long-term fling not coming, but the new architect in charge of rebuilding the bombed-out school is a walking disaster, and she’s never been busier trying to keep a full-grown man from peril. Ben, by the way, is in the middle of an existential crisis or whatever, and in general, he’s not really sure what he’s doing with his life. There aren’t enough drugs, parties, or women in the world to make him happy, and the cushy volunteer work he’s been gratifying himself with doesn’t satisfy him anymore. Some blood, sweat and tears, along with a little mortal danger, should keep his mind off missing the trappings of his old life, right? And sure, maybe he’s looking for God, or something, after that weird experience he had in rehab. But his determination to sacrifice himself for others, and his basic lack of respect for his own life, make Lanie want to literally kill him. Well, when she’s not entertaining other perplexing fantasies, which make no sense, because he’s not her type. Truly. More than that, he threatens to demolish everything that’s been keeping her personal demons at bay, and she’s pretty sure she doesn’t want to watch her walls crumble around her. Until one night, their world is torn apart, and their fates are forever soldered together in a flaming blaze of glory, and the road home might be closer than either of them thought.

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Everyone wants to know: how does one truly save? Rescuing, protecting, sacrificing, substituting, pruning, or redeeming? Can you really fling God out of your life so hard that He won’t come after you and show you the true paths of evil and salvation?

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    “Are you saying you want to die?” Her voice was even, without any judgment, but her fingers tightened against his head. “Yes. No. Sometimes. I just don’t want to feel this anymore. I do belong with those men. And that kills me. I think the same way that they do. That I deserve to be angry. That everything that happened is your fault, and that I was just some sort of victim of circumstance. That any time I thought about hurting you or almost did hurt you, that it was just natural, that it’s better that I think about it, because that’s what’s keeping me from doing it.
  • Crash And Burn
    That was it – the not enough. It was hazardous for him. As much as he enjoyed the thrill of triumphing over his temptations, there were times when he was too close to the edge, past the point of thrill and almost unable to come back. To the point where the craving nearly closed over his head and drowned him.
  • Famous Last Words
    That was it – the not enough. It was hazardous for him. As much as he enjoyed the thrill of triumphing over his temptations, there were times when he was too close to the edge, past the point of thrill and almost unable to come back. To the point where the craving nearly closed over his head and drowned him.
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  • Safe In His Arms Again
    Rising gracefully, he eased the guitar to hang across his back. He was wearing a white shirt, which usually dimmed the intensity of his eyes, but today he looked so happy that nothing could erase their gleam. They were like fiery diamonds. “I’m so glad you’re alive,” he said, sitting on the bed and leaning over to kiss her. She caressed the soft bristles of his face, then twined her fingers in his silky waves. They were longer, curling at the ends and brushing the back of his neck. His skin smelled like hibiscus, and his breath tasted like cinnamon. She sighed into his familiar warmth. “How long have I been out?”
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    Lanie was clearly going through some sort of mental breakdown. And oh, was it something to behold. The violent dance of death was beautiful. Terrifying. And strangely intimate. Jealousy prodded Ben, in the same place where she’d poked her stick into his belly. It wasn’t that he wanted to be in Jake’s place right then. But just to share that closeness with her. To have her attention fully on him, acutely aware of every inch of his body and every move he made. Jake and Lanie seemed to read each other’s minds.
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    “Hang the children!” snapped Wallstead unapologetically. “Do you think I’m blind? That I was born yesterday? I’ll have you know that I’m nearly twice your age, missy. I swear by our Lord above, I’ve been healing people since longer than you’ve been alive. If there’s deference to be shown, it’s to me.” “Nurse Wallstead – ” She crossed her arms. “By God, if you were my daughter – ” “I’d be dead, then, wouldn’t I?” Silence. The words were out before Lanie could stop them. They were faster than the hand she slapped over her mouth. Faster than the iron bars that slammed down over Emma Wallstead’s face. Ben’s eyes nearly popped out of his head as he looked between them in horror. “Lanie!” he gasped, a delayed reaction. “I – I’m sorry, Emma.” And she fled.
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