BOOK 1: SERENDIPITY / CH. 6:CHOCOLATE CAKE
SATURDAY AFTERNOON
“Are you sure you're happy to gather some more statistics? We don't need to, if you don't want to.”
“No, let's try. With unspoken sentences?”
“OK, shall we reset the scores, or continue?”
“Hmm. New method, new scores I think. Bye bye, inconclusive data.”
“I see a picture, and so listen hard!” And since it was a pair of lips, he didn't quite say, [Sarah's lips are prettier].”
“Thank you so much!”
“You heard that?”
“My lips are prettier than that child's drawing? Yes. Faint praise that it was.”
“Wow. Next one coming.” An aircraft. [They went on holiday by plane.]
“Nothing. Unless it's something to do with the bikini.”
“Ah. No, aeroplane. I tried to send, “they went on holiday by plane.”
“My turn...” And she thought, [big cat rubs against your leg.]
“Your hands feel nice. Does that count?”
“No.”
John saw a diamond ring.
Sarah said, “Blue box, in your bedside cabinet.”
“It was an engagement ring.”
“I thought it might be.”
A cake. He thought, [chocolate cake is nice.]
“Something about being hungry?”
“I’ll try again.” [I'm going to buy Sara some chocolate cake.]
“Ooh, nice, when?”
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“How about this afternoon? Woman does not live by pizza alone. Sarah, the first time I just thought, ‘chocolate cake is nice’ and you didn't get it. But when the thought was an intention and involved you, you did. Interesting.”
“What about the ring?”
“I guess it was connected to you because it would need to be yours before the wedding ring?”
“Interesting. Can you try intention without involving me, or anyone I might know?”
“I'll try.” [I'll kick that ball.]
“Nothing.”
[I'll glorify God.]
“Hey, without me, I said.”
“Oops. what did you get?”
“I'll glorify God in our relationship.”
“I wanted to think, ‘I'll glorify God.’ The rest sort of came as an afterthought.”
“You've got a naughty mind, it doesn't obey instructions.”
[I'm going to go home.]
“Why, John, whatever's wrong?”
“What did you get? I just thought 'I'm going to go home'.”
“I got ‘I'm leaving Sarah.’”
[I'm staying with my love.]
“That’s much more comforting, thank you, John, and thank you for thinking of me as your love too.”
“Sarah, I wonder if I'm the best person to test this with any more. I can't think of actions that don't involve you now, it seems.”
“Hmm, how about you think of things to do with dogs, cats, paperwork, boring things like that?”
“OK, I'll try.”
[I'll finish the paperwork on Monday.]
“You're putting something off so you can be with me, nice.”
“Aaargh, wrong message again.” [I'll save the cat from the dog.]
“Hmm, John the protector, but I'm not sure what.”
[I'll strangle the cat for that.]
“Ooh. Vengeful thoughts, target unknown.”
“I was remembering the time a cat sat on some newly planted flowers.”
“John, let's stop, I'm getting a headache.”
“Fine by me, you can stop listening so hard now, my Sarah.”
“That was hard. But are we convinced?”
“Yes. I'm convinced, you've got a very rare talent or gift that allows you to pick up intentions and thoughts that directly concern you, at least from me, when we are holding hands. And you can get general impressions when they're not about you. I'll unplug this lot and then see about that cake I promised.”
[I hope Sarah lets me buy a new dress after the cake, since it's my fault her blouse is spoiled.]
“Thank you, John, I'd like that very much.”
“Which?”
“Which cake? You promised me chocolate.”
“Ah, so something else is proven. That's nice.”
“What's nice? Let me in on the secret John!”
“I just thought ‘I hope Sarah will let me buy her a new dress after the cake, since it's my fault her blouse is ruined,’ and you didn't hear it. No contact, not trying hard, and at least right now I can make plans without you knowing them.”
“So I don't need to live without surprises. That's nice. But I don't think the blouse is ruined, John, really.”
“OK then, just because I want to?”
“OK, on that basis I might be able to accept it. But it's only our second date, John, and it wasn't even supposed to be one.”
“Today you get pizzas for helping me with the computer, chocolate cake because it's nice, like you, and a nice new dress so you can wear it to church and dinner afterwards. And lunch beforehand as well, if you like. How's that?”
“Ooh, you crafty man. So what is lunch tomorrow?”
“Not sure. We could go out somewhere, or can I cook for you? It's ages since I've cooked for someone special.”
“John, if you're trying to encourage me to love you even more, you're on the right track.”