Aimee’s been on my mind for the last two days. I can’t help but think that I was almost exactly like her only five months ago.
told Sandra that she’s been bringing
Aimee to things for the last couple weeks.
She thinks that Aimee only needs a little bit more convincing before
she’ll be ready to be baptized. I can’t
wrap my head around the fact that if I’m able to convert Aimee completely I’ll
be a Rose Angel. Savannah
, for the love of all things good in
the world, put your journal away!” Sandra cried for at least the third time on
the car trip. Elizabeth had honestly not heard her the
first two times, she had been so deep in her own thoughts. Elizabeth
They were driving to pick up Aimee for dinner. Elizabeth knew that somewhere, not too far away, Morgan and Delia were picking up Kristen—Morgan’s new charge. The whole group of them would be converging on some restaurant that
hadn’t even heard of
before—apparently it was new, she wasn’t really sure about the goings on in
town since she had been baptized. Elizabeth
“Don’t let her see that journal. That’s a piece of conversation that we don’t want to get started with when she hasn’t even been fully converted yet,” Sandra said. In response,
tucked the journal safely into her bag, out of sight. Elizabeth
The car stopped in front of a rather plain house. Aimee was sitting quietly outside, waiting for her new friends to pick her up for dinner. She was wearing jeans and a t-shirt, an outfit that
hadn’t even considered wearing in months.
Sandra gave Elizabeth
a slight shove, forcing her to open the door and step outside of the car. Elizabeth
quickly approached where Aimee was
sitting. She looked up, noticing Elizabeth ’s presence. Elizabeth
“Hey, Aimee, it’s good to see you again!” Elizabeth said with a forced smile.
,” Aimee said, returning the smile. Elizabeth
“You ready to go?” asked
, reaching out
her hand to Aimee, who took it. Elizabeth
“Most definitely,” Aimee said.
began leading her to the car. “My mom is
so excited that I have friends. Elizabeth was the first
friend I made…she lives right down the street from me. My mom and I moved here a month or so ago,
after my parents got a divorce. I’ve
been miserable ever since. I don’t have
any friends…until now…” Savannah
Aimee didn’t stop talking until they reached the restaurant, where they met up with Delia, Morgan, and Kristen. After an elaborate round of introductions (these were starting to get confusing,
noticed, since the group of friends was constantly multiplying), all six girls
settled down at a large round table. This
was a much nicer restaurant than Elizabeth
had been to in a long time—usually they all got fast food or ate at food courts
in the mall. There were white linen
tablecloths and plastic-covered menus.
Of course, as soon as she opened the menu, Elizabeth skipped immediately to the salads
section, mostly by habit now. To her
right, she saw Aimee looking over the list of steak and chicken dishes. The mere thought of eating meat now made Elizabeth feel ill. Elizabeth
“So, Kristen is a junior at my school,” Morgan began.
“And Aimee’s a junior at my school,”
“It’s like fate!” Sandra said with great enthusiasm. “Kristen, Aimee, you two might not know this, but Morgan and Elizabeth have been great friends ever since they came to their first worship service at Children of the Rose. Maybe you two will end up just as close.”
“That would be great,” Aimee said.
“It really would,” Kristen agreed.
a sharp kick and a meaningful look that
translated as she was supposed to say something encouraging to the two
“You know, the Children of the Rose is like a really close family,” she said, smiling. “Everywhere you turn there’s someone to love. It’s a great church—it’s not boring or anything. And everyone is so firm in their beliefs…it’s so refreshing when compared to what a mess it can be outside.”Morgan nodded vigorously. “I honestly think both of you two would make excellent additions to the family.”