My Faith Garden

I do not have a green thumb. I don’t even have a plastic one. Seriously, I have a vase with fake flowers that I have knocked over so many times one blossom now sits at a perpetual 90 degree angle. So, my expertise in gardening is lacking somewhat. But I do have what I call a faith garden that I’d like to tell you about.

Stick with me on this analogy and I hope it will all come together.

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The Samson Pill: Amalgamation Chapter 15

XV. June

Team Coop, as he called it though everyone else on the team referred to it as Luck’s Team, sat around a table. For the better part of two hours they had been reamed by a General who was less than impressed with their track record. In summary using a lot less descriptive words than she did, the team was a failure and was disbanded effective immediately. Al and Ant would receive their new assignments in the morning and Cooper was dismissed to return to his previous life. Malone was never an official member of the team as far as the General was concerned and would now be able to return to Salt Lake or wherever he decided to work since he quit his job when he found out his friend needed him. Not only his friend, but his government really.

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The Samson Pill: Amalgamation Chapter 14

XIV. April

“Hey buddy,” Malone said warmly and gave Cooper a bear hug. “Long time no see. Decided to hang out in our country for a bit, eh?” he smiled.

“Something like that,” Cooper said and scanned the mall’s food court to see if they were under surveillance. Just because he didn’t notice anyone didn’t mean he wasn’t being watched. Ever since he agreed to help Ant and Al he felt like he lived in a fish bowl. Always being watched. It was with some reluctance Ant agreed to give Cooper the weekend off. But the fact that did give in to this request made Cooper suspect he and Malone weren’t entirely alone.

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The Samson Pill: Amalgamation Chapter 13

XIII.  More January

Ant smiled and held out his hands slowly to show he meant no harm.  “That’s impressive,” he conceded.  “I did not expect to have this conversation until much later.  No, I did not kill your mom that night.”

“But you were there,” Cooper said slowly.  “That was you I saw running up the stairs.”

“Yes, that was me.  I was there.  But I was trying to save her, save you both,” Ant said slowly.  “But regrettably I arrived too late.”

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