Back The Way
Chapters (66)
  1. Cover
  2. Title Page
  3. Copyright
  4. Dedication
  5. Epigraph
  6. PART ONEANNA
  7. CHAPTER 1
  8. CHAPTER 2
  9. CHAPTER 3
  10. CHAPTER 4
  11. PART TWOSHEPHERD
  12. CHAPTER 5
  13. CHAPTER 6
  14. CHAPTER 7
  15. CHAPTER 8
  16. CHAPTER 9
  17. CHAPTER 10
  18. PART THREESISTER
  19. CHAPTER 11
  20. CHAPTER 12
  21. CHAPTER 13
  22. CHAPTER 14
  23. CHAPTER 15
  24. CHAPTER 16
  25. CHAPTER 17
  26. CHAPTER 18
  27. CHAPTER 19
  28. CHAPTER 20
  29. CHAPTER 21
  30. CHAPTER 22
  31. CHAPTER 23
  32. CHAPTER 24
  33. CHAPTER 25
  34. CHAPTER 26
  35. CHAPTER 27
  36. CHAPTER 28
  37. CHAPTER 29
  38. PART FOURHEALER
  39. CHAPTER 30
  40. CHAPTER 31
  41. CHAPTER 32
  42. CHAPTER 33
  43. CHAPTER 34
  44. CHAPTER 35
  45. CHAPTER 36
  46. CHAPTER 37
  47. CHAPTER 38
  48. CHAPTER 39
  49. CHAPTER 40
  50. CHAPTER 41
  51. CHAPTER 42
  52. CHAPTER 43
  53. CHAPTER 44
  54. CHAPTER 45
  55. CHAPTER 46
  56. CHAPTER 47
  57. CHAPTER 48
  58. CHAPTER 49
  59. CHAPTER 50
  60. CHAPTER 51
  61. CHAPTER 52
  62. CHAPTER 53
  63. CHAPTER 54
  64. CHAPTER 55
  65. EPILOGUE
  66. ACKNOWLEDGMENTS

“We must move on to our separate duties,” he said.

The afternoon heat grew as the flocks fanned across the landscape. Soon the last traces of cypress and cedars gave way to scrub and cactus. Jesus climbed up a ridge to scan the flocks. He noted how the sheep gathered in tight clusters around patches of dried grass and wilting shrubs. The mouths of the darker animals, including Anna, hung open as they panted in the heat. The men moved slowly, their faces tucked deep inside their keffiyehs to shade their cheeks from the sun. Jesus, however, did not need to see their features to recognize them. He knew every man by his posture and stride.

Over the last two years, some members of their group had changed. Rahim had been crippled with fever and returned to the town of his birth. A month later, Eliah, Rahim’s nephew, had arrived to replace him. For every shepherd who had left, a replacement had arrived. Except for one.

No one had replaced Judas.

Jesus stepped along a ridge, careful to avoid a tawny cobra sunning itself. As he continued, a raven glided overhead. Tossing back his head, Jesus opened his throat and called to the animal. Displeased with the quality of his call, he prepared to cry out again when he spotted a sheep straying toward the cobra. He loaded his sling and fired the stone at the serpent’s head. But the missile missed its mark. And not by a little. Jesus stared in shock.

He reached for a second stone, but when he did, his arm brushed against a new angle, a different shape clinging to his body. He glanced down and found a nub of soft flesh protruding from his chest. He rubbed a hand across his upper body and easily found its twin.

He marveled at the change. And his failure to notice it. But his wonder quickly transformed into fear.

Was his body going to betray him?

Dropping between two boulders, he tore a strip of linen from his keffiyeh and bound the growing buds of his breasts. He then arranged his tunic more loosely about his torso. He waited for the pounding of his heart to slow before emerging from the rocks. Standing tall, he drew a gaze about his person, assuring himself that all appeared as it should. From now on, he realized, he must take great care.

On the edge of the desert, among men, he would not survive discovery.