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Chapters (68)
  1. Title page
  2. Dedication
  3. Part I
  4. One
  5. Two
  6. Three
  7. Four
  8. Five
  9. Six
  10. Seven
  11. Eight
  12. Nine
  13. Ten
  14. Eleven
  15. Twelve
  16. Thirteen
  17. Fourteen
  18. Fifteen
  19. Sixteen
  20. Seventeen
  21. Eighteen
  22. Nineteen
  23. Twenty
  24. Twenty-one
  25. Twenty-two
  26. Twenty-three
  27. Twenty-four
  28. Twenty-five
  29. GAIA YOUNG. SUBJECTIVE IMPRESSIONS.MISSION DAY 20. 20:25 MT.
  30. Part II
  31. Twenty-six
  32. Twenty-seven
  33. Twenty-eight
  34. Twenty-nine
  35. Thirty
  36. Thirty-one
  37. Thirty-two
  38. Thirty-three
  39. Thirty-four
  40. Thirty-five
  41. Thirty-six
  42. Thirty-seven
  43. GAIA YOUNG. SUBJECTIVE IMPRESSIONS.MISSION DAY 22. 20:05 MT.
  44. Thirty-eight
  45. Thirty-nine
  46. Forty
  47. Forty-one
  48. GAIA YOUNG. SUBJECTIVE IMPRESSIONS.MISSION DAY 25. 15:30 MT.
  49. Forty-two
  50. Forty-three
  51. Forty-four
  52. Forty-five
  53. Forty-six
  54. Forty-seven
  55. Forty-eight
  56. Forty-nine
  57. Fifty
  58. Fifty-one
  59. Fifty-two
  60. Fifty-three
  61. Fifty-four
  62. Part III
  63. Fifty-five
  64. Fifty-six
  65. Fifty-seven
  66. Fifty-eight
  67. Also by Chris Beckett
  68. Copyright page

And never mind Trueheart, I asked myself, how could I think of passing that story to anyone ? After all, I myself believed, didn’t I, that the Secret Story wasn’t true? I myself believed, didn’t I, that at best it was something from long ago that hadn’t been remembered properly, and that at worst it was a lie? Gela’s heart, I might not be with Mary any more, but I was still one of the Davidfolk! And if I believed in True Family, believed that Gela was still watching over her children, believed that Gela could still reach out to us, why would I want to tell anyone a thing like the Secret Story?

But, even as I asked myself these questions, I knew quite well why I’d nearly told Trueheart. The things she said and thought were like the Secret Story and for a moment there I’d thought she’d like to know that Gela had been on her side.

Twenty

After that first time in the Circle, Mary got a good big meal for us from a trader, and took me to a pool she knew of where the water wasn’t too warm, so we could wash away that sweat that clings to you when there’s a fug in forest, and refresh ourselves with a bit of coolness. And then she made me lie down to sleep, sitting beside me and stroking my hair, like a mum or dad does with a little child who’s tired and troubled, and needs help with letting go of wakefulness.

‘Dear sweet Angie, why do you worry so much? You of all people! Of course Gela will speak to you. Our Mother loves you so much! You’re so pure, Angie, you’re so honest, you’re so careful not to mix up in your mind what you want for yourself with what’s important for everyone. I think of all those times you’ve questioned me – How do we know David was right and John was wrong? How do we know we’re not just saying what the high people want us to say? – and I know you do it because you don’t want to say anything unless you’re sure sure it’s true. That’s exactly what our Mother wants: someone who’ll listen carefully, someone who’ll never confuse their own selfish thoughts with our Mother’s voice from across the stars.’

She bent down and kissed me on the cheek.

‘Now get some sleep, my dear, and we’ll try again next waking. Not many speakers get to hear our Mother the first time they try.’