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say or even admit…fear.”
    “I am not afraid of talking to you. I just got annoyed that you would try to have a conversation right at that moment.”
    “Ever wonder why you respond to things like that with anger? No. Don’t bite my head off. That is something we will have to talk about one day, but not now. What I want to talk about now does have something to do with what we were doing.”
    “And you had to do it right then? What did you want? To try out some new technique? You should have said.”
    “No, Ellie, not some new technique. I brought it up right then because I thought it would have some effect on what we were doing, and why we were doing it.”
    Ellie wanted to stick her fingers in her ears and start humming, or singing la-la-la. But she was learning quickly that the baffled innocent who’d landed on her doorstep was a temporary response to the situation. The longer
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remained on Earth, the more the strength and determination of his true character became obvious. If she did give in to her childish impulses, he would most likely pull her hands away, cover her mouth, and make her listen.
    His mellow voice was solemn, “I can’t stay here with you like this.”
    Ellie’s heart stopped beating. It was exactly why she hadn’t wanted to talk to him. She didn’t want him to leave. How dare he think he could just get his rocks off once or twice and go? Well, okay it was more than that, but that made it worse.
    She felt the rage begin to swell, and welcomed it. Welcomed it because it masked something far worse, something she didn’t want face. Something that threatened to shake her knowledge of herself to the core.
    She was just about to scorch him with a volley of abuse when he spoke again, low, firm, commanding, “Ellie, Stop.” His free hand grasped hers. His eyes, when hers flew to meet them were serious, but there was a depth of concern and emotion that cooled her temper, slowed her breathing, relaxed her rigid muscles. “I am not leaving you. You don’t need to get angry. There is nothing to be afraid of.”
    He raised his eyebrows at her outraged gasp, “I know. You’re not afraid. If it comforts you to think that, you can go on believing it for a little while yet. What I meant was, and what I would have said, if you’d let me finish before you went into atomic meltdown, is, I can’t stay here, and not make some financial contribution to the running of the house. Even if I could, I need to have something to do. I need to do what I have been trained to do, what I have done for so many millennia. It is an essential part of me. I want to do my job. I want to be a counselor here on Earth. I don’t think I can stand too much more of this filling in time, waiting for you to come home.”
    “But you came to Earth to find out what made it so attractive. Can’t you do that?”
    “I can. I am. But it’s not the objects or the geography of Earth I am interested in. I knew about all that anyway. It’s the people, their feelings, their emotions. And what it is that ties them to each other so strongly.”
    “Is that why you came here?”
    “I came to find out about love, Ellie,” he looked at her, and Heaven was deep in his blue, blue eyes. “I need to know about all kinds of love, because love is what makes humans what they are. It is that which distinguishes them from all other species. Have you read the Bible? Corinthians?”
    Ellie shook her head.
    “ I may speak in tongues of men or of angels, but if I am without love, I am a sounding gong or a clanging cymbal. I may have the gift of prophecy, and know every hidden truth; I may have faith strong enough to move mountains; but if I have no love, I am nothing .”
    His voice washed over her, mellow and warm. Again, she heard the sound of harps, and this time she knew where they came from. They were a product of his purity and grace. He thought he needed to know about love. He didn’t realize he embodied it. The power to calm, to relax, to