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[risequotes]

Daily Rise Quotes: DAY 213

Donnie: He’s too fast! Leo, sacrifice yourself to buy us time!

(Season 1, Episode 23B - Snow Day)

[coredetenebris]

Okey- so I was on a plane yesterday and got this random idea of wizards having to use a plane after ep 17 to run away from Gardenia since they didn’t have magic. And since the flight was boring I decided to write this down, so here we go.

Ogron vs Planes

Ogron was sweating, it wasn’t easy to stress him out in any situation, but he was not used to this. They were currently waiting for Duman who activated the metal detector for the fifth time.

„You were supposed to take out your piercing before we walk through this” Anagan whined looking at the time.

„Upssssss~” Duman smiled, but finally the security let them go, checking their documents one more time. Ogron felt his stomach turn at this, Anagan’s fake documents he always pulls up for them were never detected but if they were… in the past they could teleport, now on the other hand….. Ogron cursed the Winx.

„Earth to Ogron” Duman poked his arm.

„Huh?”

„We’re good, we can go now” ‚Great, just great’ Ogron thought. He has never been on a plane, he never had to, he could just teleport. Before the flight Duman hastily explained him everything (god knows why he ever used planes) but it was not enough.

He hurried after the rest trying to listen to their conversation instead of his thoughts.

„-because it’s expensive and you want me to pay” Gantlos exclaimed with annoyance.

„But Gantlooooos I will fall asleep, buy me coffee or buy me a pillow” Anagan said looking at the cafe display.

„You really think a latte will keep you from falling asleep?”

„Who said I want latte?-”

„Guys, we have fifteen minutes so decide quickly” Duman said looking at one of the screens with (for Ogron) unreadable sets of numbers and letters.

„Pleaseeeeeee Gantlos” Anagan started giving Gantlos puppy dog eyes.

„…..”

Ogron watched Gantlos ordering Anagan’s coffee still trying to calm his nerves before getting on a 250-ton pile of metal that will throws him 12000 meters in the air without his magic.

„You good?” Anagan’s voice summoned Ogron to reality.

„I’m fine” He snapped looking out of the window at a few planes standing innocently on their parking places.

„….Okey” Anagan didn’t seem convinced but he forgot about it once Gantlos give him his coffee. They all wondered around for some time until Duman said it’s time for boarding.

Ogron sighed trying to act casual around mortals. He somehow managed to use a qr-code to unlock an automatic door, show his ID card and ticket, run after Duman to the taxi bus, get into the plane and finally…he needed to find his seat.

„23B….What does that supposed to mean?”

„Just follow me, I’m 23A” Said Duman with a mischievous smile. Ogron sighed internally. ,Maybe being killed by Morgana isn’t such a bad idea after all’

He followed Duman to their seat, Ogron was in the middle with Duman on his right, Anagan on his left and Gantlos in front of them. Duman looked out the window with excitement.

„We ask that you please fasten your seatbelts at this time and secure all baggage underneath your seat or in the overhead compartments. We also ask that your seats and table trays are in the upright position for take-off. Please turn off all personal electronic devices, including laptops and cell phones” Said a voice through the speaker.

„If you won’t do this you will fly away when the plane lifts-off-”

„Duman stop stressing him out” Said Anagan seeing that Ogron was clinging to his armrests.

„I’m not stressed out” Ogron snapped again, his grip tightening when he felt the plane drove up to the runway. The engine roared starting acceleration for lift-off. In a few seconds the plane lifted and started climbing. Ogron felt a wave of nausea washing over him, his ears popping.

„Hey- it’s okay” Anagan said gently, only then Ogron noticed he held his arm in a death grip. He flushed.

„Of course it is” He said quickly letting go of Anagan.

„Ogron look! It’s our warehouse” Duman said glued to his window. ‚This is going to be a long flight..’

But for the next half an hour Duman was calm except for a few ‚ohh and ahh” as he watched the world beneath them. Ogron managed to calm down a little. He occupied himself with watching some couple drama a few seats in front of him.

„Gantlos! Gantlos, Snack cart!”

„No”

„But Gantlos-„

„We just eat one hour ago and food here is expensive” Gantlos said firmly. Anagan sunk into his seat with disappointment. For a few minutes they sat in silence. The soap opera that Ogron was watching seemed to reconcile. He started to look for some new form of entertainment until-

„Ogron!” Duman exclaimed in a theatric whisper „I think- I think something is sitting on the wing”

„WHA-„

„Duman stop it!” Anagan hissed sending Duman into a laughing fit.

„This is not funny-” Ogron blushes again.

„You should’ve seen your face-”

„Shut it! All of you” said Gantlos.

„How much longer?” Ogron asked, just wanting this to be over. At this moment the voice from the speakers spoke.

„We are approaching landing in about 15 minutes”

Ogron sighed with relief, but then-

„Please remain seated and fasten your seatbelts, possible turbulences ahead”

‚The universe hates me- doesn’t it?’ Ogron thought fastening his seatbelts and gripping his armrests again.

When the turbulence began, Ogron decided (was forced to) let go of his pride as he clung to Anagan breathing wildly. Anagan hugged him trying to calm him down at the same time giving Duman a ‚Don’t you even dare speak’ glare.

Fortunately, even Duman seemed to be uncomfortable during the turbulences so he kept quiet.

After what seemed to be forever, the turbulences stopped and they started to descend slowly. but Ogron stayed glued to Anagan till they hit the ground and stopped.

As they finally stood on the ground again Ogron hissed „We shall never speak of this again, we will go back via train or we won’t come back at all, understood?!”

The rest nodded in unison.

[mybeautifulchristianjourney]

The final overthrow of Babylon

1-3 Later I saw another angel coming down from Heaven, armed with great authority. The earth shone with the splendour of his presence, and he cried in a mighty voice, “Fallen, fallen is Babylon the great! She has become a haunt of devils, a prison for every unclean spirit, and a cage for every foul and hateful bird. For all nations have drunk the wine of her passionate unfaithfulness and have fallen thereby. The kings of the earth have debauched themselves with her, and the merchants of the earth have grown rich from the extravagance of her dissipation!”

4-8 Then I heard another voice from Heaven, crying, “Come out from her, O my people, lest you become accomplices in her sins and must share in her punishment. For her sins have mounted up to the sky, and God has remembered the tale of her wickedness. Pay her back in her own coin—yes, pay her back double for all that she has done! In the cup which she mixed for others mix her a drink of double strength! For the pride in which she flaunted herself give her torture and misery! Because she says to herself, ‘Here I sit a queen on a throne; I am no woman who lacks a man and I shall never know sorrow!’ So in a single day her punishments shall strike her—death, sorrow and famine and she shall be burned in the fire. For mighty is the Lord God who judges her!”

The lament over the city

9-10 Then the kings of the earth, who debauched and indulged themselves with her, will wail and lament over her. Standing at a safe distance through very fear of her torment, they will watch the smoke of her burning and cry, “Alas, alas for the great city, Babylon the mighty city, that your judgment should come in a single hour.”

11-14 The merchants of the earth shall also wail and lament over her, for there is no one left to buy their goods—cargoes of gold and silver, jewels and pearls, fine linen, purple, silk and scarlet, all kinds of scented wood, every sort of ivory vessel, every kind of vessel of precious wood, of bronze, iron and marble; cinnamon, spice, incense, myrrh, frankincense, wine, oil, fine flour and corn; cattle, sheep and horses; chariots, slaves, the very souls of men.

15-17a Those who bought and sold these things, who had gained their wealth from her, will stand afar off through fear of her punishment, weeping and lamenting and saying, “Alas, alas for the great city that was dressed in fine linen, purple and scarlet, and was bedecked with gold and jewels and pearls—alas that in a single hour all that wealth should be destroyed!”

17b-18 Then every shipmaster and seafarer—sailors and all whose business is upon the sea—stood and watched the smoke of her burning from afar, and cried out, “What city was ever like the great city?”

19 They even threw dust on their heads and cried aloud as they wept, saying, “Alas, alas for the great city where all who had ships on the sea grew wealthy through the richness of her treasure! Alas that in a single hour she should be ruined!”

A comment in the background

20 “Rejoice over her fate, O Heaven, and all you saints, apostles and prophets! For God has pronounced his judgment for you against her!”

The words of Babylon’s doom

21-23a Then a mighty angel lifted up a stone like a huge mill-stone and hurled it into the sea, saying, “So shall Babylon the great city be sent hurtling down to disappear for ever! Never more shall the sound of harpists and musicians, flute-players and trumpeters be heard in you again! Never again shall a craftsman of any craft be found in you; never again will the sound of the mill-stone’s grinding be heard in you! No light of a lamp shall ever shine in you again, and the voices of bridegroom and bride shall be heard in you no more! The fruit of your soul’s desire is lost to you for ever. All your luxuries and brilliance are lost to you and men will never find them in you again!

23b “For your merchants were the great ones of the earth, and all nations were seduced by your witchery!”

24 For in her was discovered the blood of prophets and saints, indeed the blood of all who were ever slaughtered upon the earth. — Revelation 18 | J.B. Phillips New Testament (PHILLIPS) The New Testament in Modern English by J.B Phillips copyright © 1960, 1972 J. B. Phillips. Cross References: Genesis 19:14; Genesis 19:28; Joshua 7:6; 1 Chronicles 5:21; 2 Chronicles 28:9; Psalm 10:6; Psalm 28:4; Ecclesiastes 12:4; Isaiah 9:14; Isaiah 13:19; Isaiah 13:21; Isaiah 23:8; Isaiah 47:9; Ezekiel 27:12; Ezekiel 27:28,29 and 30; Ezekiel 28:14; Ezekiel 43:2; Jeremiah 51:7; Jeremiah 51:48-49; Jeremiah 51:63; Daniel 7:25; Matthew 11:8; Revelation 6:15

[lauralot89]

Proverbs 31:6: As a dog returns to its vomit, so a fool repeats his folly.

Ezekiel 23:20: There she lusted after her lovers, whose genitals were like those of donkeys and whose emission was like that of horses.

Bava Batra 23b: Rabbi Yirmeya raises a dilemma: If one leg of the chick was within fifty cubits of the dovecote, and one leg was beyond fifty cubits, what is the halakha? The Gemara comments: And it was for his question about this far-fetched scenario that they removed Rabbi Yirmeya from the study hall, as he was apparently wasting the Sages’ time.

Berachot 62a: Because fear of demons in bathrooms was pervasive, the Gemara relates: Abaye’s mother raised a lamb to accompany him to the bathroom. The Gemara objects: She should have raised a goat for him. The Gemara responds: A goat could be interchanged with a goat-demon. Since both the demon and the goat are called sa’ir, they were afraid to bring a goat to a place frequented by demons.

John 4:8: His disciples had gone into town to buy food.

Galatians 5:12: Would that those who are upsetting you might also castrate themselves!

Quran 20:18: He replied, “It is my staff! I lean on it, and with it I beat down branches for my sheep, and have other uses for it.”

Quran 27:18: And when they came across a valley of ants, an ant warned, “O ants! Go quickly into your homes so Solomon and his armies do not crush you, unknowingly.”

Book 59, Hadith 126: The Prophet said “If a house fly falls in the drink of anyone of you, he should dip it (in the drink), for one of its wings has a disease and the other has the cure for the disease.”

Book 63, Hadith 75: During the pre-lslamic period of ignorance I saw a she-monkey surrounded by a number of monkeys. They were all stoning it, because it had committed illegal sexual intercourse. I too, stoned it along with them.

[yoggus]

helpful advice for madou saturn if you can't read japanese but your autism demands that you absorb everything on the disc into your genome

courtesy of a guy who's beaten the game multiple times and is now attempting to datamine it

heads up: this is a work in progress. I’ll be updating as i replay the game. currently i’m writing from memory or copying from other sources (linked at the bottom)

first off

sleeping in arle’s bed refills the entire party’s health

press the right shoulder button to show enemy health bars. doesn't work on bosses

beating the game adds a star to the save file, which increases the difficulty and adds some extra content. you have to play it at least twice if you want all the cgs because of draco and witch’s routes having two exclusives each

immediately after the falling star cutscene light the fireplace in arle’s house, then interact with it from the right-front. that’ll open the basement, which has good items behind doors that can be opened by specific party members

炎- Arle

動- Minotauros

打- Rulue

闇- Schezo

水- Suketoudara

音- Harpy

飛- Draco

時- Witch

商- Momomo

光- Lagnus

if you don’t want to keep referring back to this then just remember to go back every time someone joins your party, even if they’ve already opened a door. schezo and tara have multiples

random tips

there’s items hidden behind almost every house

certain enemies can be one-shotted automatically by specific attacks. for instance, sword of darkness OHKOs star puyos, and haganshou OHKOs rock puyos. omae ga hoshii also has a chance to OHKO non-boss enemies

in kokochoi there's a shopkeeper that sells powerful gloves for less than he buys them back for. momomo hangs out in the same town and sells some good shit so take advantage

when momomo joins your party backtrack and have him talk to every traveling merchant you can find. they'll give you free items

also with momomo in the party toss gold into the fountain in refresh town for some armor/weapon stars

there’s a few objects that rulue can punch for extra items. list to be added

code 1608FB26 0F00 disables encounters

overworld abilities

Arle: burns things and melts ice

Mino: can push heavy objects

Rulue: punches things with her big fucking fists

Schezo: dispels ghosts and those weird doors with the runes

Tara: cleans things

Harpy: rings the bells over incubus’s mansion

Draco: can grab things from high ledges

Witch: repairs rusty/dented objects

Momomo: opens a shop menu

Lagnus: refills the party’s special meters

also the plant in arle’s house reacts to most abilities. i dont think there’s a reason for it but it’s kinda funny

optional story events:

most of these really just boil down to ‘talk to a particular npc as a particular character’

21: Mino and the Girl (ミノと少女)

talk to the girl with pigtails in relax town as minotauros

22: Lullaby ( 子守り歌 )

sing to the crying baby in kutsurogi as harpy

23A: Magic Pro ( 魔法のプロ )

tba

23B: Actress Draco ( 女優ドラコ )

tba

24: Creeper!?  ( ヘンタイ！ ？)

cut the ropes tying a kid to the side of a house in kokochoi as schezo

25: Let’s Dance ( レッツダンス )

dance for a girl in ando as suketoudara

there’s also few other events with no associated CGs

-before rulue joins the party, raid her room (the locked door in her mansion) as mino and take the star knuckles and sun dress

-a cool friendly nice friend buddy guy is hiding behind the bar in refresh town

-after beating the game once, sleep in arle’s bed with lagnus in the party

-the a.b.g has a bunch of dialogue. idk what it says tho

secret items

in hott village look behind the signpost, then search around the well for a magic crystal

once baby lagnus is freed, go to satan’s tower and look under the throne for some goodies for rulue

in kaiso use draco’s jump behind one of the houses for an onion earring

after beating the game once, bonk one of the rocks in kaiso five times as rulue and a secret room will open

puzzles that don’t translate

during the detective event go to the house in the middle. i encourage you to get it wrong at least once tho because schezo getting beat up is funny

after the detective event when ladies are giving you riddles, pick the middle option for the first (the one with the 3s in the text), the top for the second, and the top again for the third

when CG#13 is shown (the one where schezo is being interrogated near a cave exit) pick the first option, the third twice, the middle once, then the first again.

during the recap in the crystal prison, pick the last option. though there’s no punishment for getting it wrong aside from rulue chewing you out

sources and useful links:

translated item list

translated location list

maps

enemy list

enemy stats/resistances

hidden item locations

other tips

cheat codes

VERY outdated english walkthrough

[roman-catholic-mass-readings]

13th July >> Mass Readings (USA)

Thursday, Fourteenth Week in Ordinary Time

  or

Saint Henry.

Thursday, Fourteenth Week in Ordinary Time

(Liturgical Colour: Green: A (1))

First Reading Genesis 44:18-21, 23b-29; 45:1-5 It was really for the sake of saving lives that God sent me here ahead of you.

Judah approached Joseph and said: “I beg you, my lord, let your servant speak earnestly to my lord, and do not become angry with your servant, for you are the equal of Pharaoh. My lord asked your servants, ‘Have you a father, or another brother?’ So we said to my lord, ‘We have an aged father, and a young brother, the child of his old age. This one’s full brother is dead, and since he is the only one by that mother who is left, his father dotes on him.’ Then you told your servants, ‘Bring him down to me that my eyes may look on him. Unless your youngest brother comes back with you, you shall not come into my presence again.’ When we returned to your servant our father, we reported to him the words of my lord.

“Later, our father told us to come back and buy some food for the family. So we reminded him, ‘We cannot go down there; only if our youngest brother is with us can we go, for we may not see the man if our youngest brother is not with us.’ Then your servant our father said to us, ‘As you know, my wife bore me two sons. One of them, however, disappeared, and I had to conclude that he must have been torn to pieces by wild beasts; I have not seen him since. If you now take this one away from me, too, and some disaster befalls him, you will send my white head down to the nether world in grief.’“ Joseph could no longer control himself in the presence of all his attendants, so he cried out, “Have everyone withdraw from me!” Thus no one else was about when he made himself known to his brothers. But his sobs were so loud that the Egyptians heard him, and so the news reached Pharaoh’s palace. “I am Joseph,” he said to his brothers. “Is my father still in good health?” But his brothers could give him no answer, so dumbfounded were they at him. “Come closer to me,” he told his brothers. When they had done so, he said: “I am your brother Joseph, whom you once sold into Egypt. But now do not be distressed, and do not reproach yourselves for having sold me here. It was really for the sake of saving lives that God sent me here ahead of you.”

The Word of the Lord

R/ Thanks be to God.

Responsorial Psalm Psalm 105:16-17, 18-19, 20-21

R/ Remember the marvels the Lord has done. or R/ Alleluia.

When the LORD called down a famine on the land and ruined the crop that sustained them, He sent a man before them, Joseph, sold as a slave.

R/ Remember the marvels the Lord has done. or R/ Alleluia.

They had weighed him down with fetters, and he was bound with chains, Till his prediction came to pass and the word of the LORD proved him true.

R/ Remember the marvels the Lord has done. or R/ Alleluia.

The king sent and released him, the ruler of the peoples set him free. He made him lord of his house and ruler of all his possessions.

R/ Remember the marvels the Lord has done. or R/ Alleluia.

Gospel Acclamation Mark 1:15

Alleluia, alleluia. The Kingdom of God is at hand: repent and believe in the Gospel. Alleluia, alleluia.

Gospel Matthew 10:7-15 Without cost you have received; without cost you are to give.

Jesus said to his Apostles: “As you go, make this proclamation: ‘The Kingdom of heaven is at hand.’ Cure the sick, raise the dead, cleanse the lepers, drive out demons. Without cost you have received; without cost you are to give. Do not take gold or silver or copper for your belts; no sack for the journey, or a second tunic, or sandals, or walking stick. The laborer deserves his keep. Whatever town or village you enter, look for a worthy person in it, and stay there until you leave. As you enter a house, wish it peace. If the house is worthy, let your peace come upon it; if not, let your peace return to you.

Whoever will not receive you or listen to your words – go outside that house or town and shake the dust from your feet. Amen, I say to you, it will be more tolerable for the land of Sodom and Gomorrah on the day of judgment than for that town.”

The Gospel of the Lord

R/ Praise to you, Lord Jesus Christ.

---------------------------

Saint Henry 

(Liturgical Colour: White: A (1))

(Readings for the memorial)

(There is a choice today between the readings for the ferial day (Thursday) and those for the memorial. The ferial readings are recommended unless pastoral reasons suggest otherwise)

First Reading Micah 6:6-8 You have been told, O man, what is good.

With what shall I come before the LORD, and bow before God most high? Shall I come before him with burnt offerings, with calves a year old? Will the LORD be pleased with thousands of rams, with myriad streams of oil? Shall I give my first-born for my crime, the fruit of my body for the sin of my soul? You have been told, O man, what is good, and what the LORD requires of you: Only to do the right and to love goodness, and to walk humbly with your God.

The Word of the Lord

R/ Thanks be to God.

Responsorial Psalm Psalm 1:1-2, 3, 4 and 6

R/ Blessed are they who hope in the Lord. or R/ Blessed are they who delight in the law of the Lord. or R/ The just will flourish like the palm tree in the garden of the Lord.

Blessed the man who follows not the counsel of the wicked Nor walks in the way of sinners, nor sits in the company of the insolent, But delights in the law of the LORD and meditates on his law day and night.

R/ Blessed are they who hope in the Lord. or R/ Blessed are they who delight in the law of the Lord. or R/ The just will flourish like the palm tree in the garden of the Lord.

He is like a tree planted near running water, That yields its fruit in due season, and whose leaves never fade. Whatever he does, prospers.

R/ Blessed are they who hope in the Lord. or R/ Blessed are they who delight in the law of the Lord. or R/ The just will flourish like the palm tree in the garden of the Lord.

Not so, the wicked, not so; they are like chaff which the wind drives away. For the LORD watches over the way of the just, but the way of the wicked vanishes.

R/ Blessed are they who hope in the Lord. or R/ Blessed are they who delight in the law of the Lord. or R/ The just will flourish like the palm tree in the garden of the Lord.

Gospel Acclamation John 14:23

Alleluia, alleluia. Whoever loves me will keep my word and my Father will love him and we will come to him. Alleluia, alleluia.

Gospel Matthew 7:21-27 The house built on rock and the house built on sand.

Jesus said to his disciples: “Not everyone who says to me, ‘Lord, Lord,’ will enter the Kingdom of heaven, but only the one who does the will of my Father in heaven. Many will say to me on that day, ‘Lord, Lord, did we not prophesy in your name? Did we not drive out demons in your name? Did we not do mighty deeds in your name?’ Then I will declare to them solemnly, ‘I never knew you. Depart from me, you evildoers.’

“Everyone who listens to these words of mine and acts on them will be like a wise man who built his house on rock. The rain fell, the floods came, and the winds blew and buffeted the house. But it did not collapse; it had been set solidly on rock. And everyone who listens to these words of mine but does not act on them will be like a fool who built his house on sand. The rain fell, the floods came, and the winds blew and buffeted the house. And it collapsed and was completely ruined.”

The Gospel of the Lord

R/ Praise to you, Lord Jesus Christ.

[levantu]

MONGTÌM ÔNG LÊ VĂN ẨN TUỔI ĐINHSỬU1937(88 tuổi),Bếnđò Cái Keo,chợ HòaBình,Quận5,SàiGòn1960-1962(L01)

FINDING MR. LE VAN AN, AGE 1937 (88 years old), at CaiKeowharf, Hoa Binhmarket, Saigon in the years 1960-1962.

(VIET NAM-ENGLISH)

 TÌM ÔNG LÊ VĂN ẨN 1937 (Ở SÀI GÒN GIAI ĐOẠN 1961-1962).

 - Thời gian: khoảng năm 1960- cuối 1961 (khoảng 23-24 tuổi).

- Địa điểm ông Lê Văn Ẩn ở:

Bến đò Cái Keo, chợ Hòa Bình (không biết có phải là Bến Hàm Tử, Quận 5 không?), thành phố Hồ Chí Minh. Nơi đây tàu ghe của người miền Tây Nam bộ đến bán hàng nông sản của miền Tây và mua hàng hóa của Sài Gòn về bán lại cho các tỉnh Miền Tây.

 - Liên quan Ông Lê Văn Ẩn:

+ Nhà lá, vách lá, sàn ván, cặp mé sông

+ Cha chết, mẹ là bà 3,

+ Chị gái thứ 2 của ông Ẩn, có 02 con (gái đầu lòng, trai), chồng làm nghề xe đẩy,

+ Ông Lê Văn Ẩn thứ 3, tuổi Đinh sửu, sinh năm 1937, đã thôi vợ (có 01 gái lớn,01 con trai nhỏ).Ông Ẩn làm nghề xe đẩy, lùn, da ngăm, mặt chẹt,

+ Ông em thứ 4 là Lê Văn Định, sinh năm 1939, tuổi Kỷ Mão, chưa vợ, có nốt ruồi trên mặt,

 Quý vị ai có thông tin giúp tìm ông Lê Văn Ẩn và gia đình hiện đang ở đâu, xin hậu tạ.

Xin liên hệ: Lê Văn Tư, Cần Thơ,

23B/1, khu vực 3, An Bình, Ninh kiều, Cần Thơ.

ĐT: 0989577088

Email: levantu7979@gmail.com

Facebook: Lê Văn Tư.

 Rất biết ơn LÊ VĂN TƯ-LÃO GIÀ NGÃ BẢY SÀI GÒN.

 #timonglevanan1938

#laogiangabaysaigon

#tslevantucantho

#facebooklevantu

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 ENGLISH

 FINDING MR. LE VAN AN, AGE 1937 (88 years old), at Cai Keo wharf, Hoa Binh market, Saigon in the years 1960-1962.

  FINDING MR. LE VAN AN 1937 (IN SAIGON PERIOD 1961-1962).

 - Time: around 1960 - 1961,

- Mr. Le Van An's location:

Cai Keo wharf, Hoa Binh market (I wonder if it is Ham Tu wharf, District 5?), Ho Chi Minh City. Here, boats of people from the Southwest come to sell agricultural products from the West and buy goods from Saigon to resell to the Western provinces.

 - Related to Mr. Le Van An:

+ Thatched houses, leaf walls, plank floors, river banks

+ Father died, mother name is grandmother 3,

+ Mr. An's sister, himsister name “2”, she has 2 children (first daughter, son), her husband works as a cart,

+ The 3rd Mr. Le Van An, born in 1937, married anh divorce (has 1 older daughter, 1 younger son). Mr. An works as a cart driver, short, dark-skinned, flat-faced,

+ The 4th brother is Le Van Dinh, born in 1939, born in the year of the Cat, unmarried, with a mole on his face.

 If anyone has information to help find Mr. Le Van An and his family's whereabouts, we would like to thank you.

Please contact: Le Van Tu, Can Tho,

23B/1, area 3, An Binh, Ninh Kieu, Can Tho.

Phone: 0989577088

Email: levantu7979@gmail.com

Facebook: Le Van Tu.

 Very grateful to LE VAN TU - THE OLD MAN OF SAIGON SEVEN FORCES.

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  Through the Bible with Les Feldick LESSON 3 * PART 4 * BOOK 79 PART 5 of the MESSIANIC PROPHECIES – PART 4 Psalms 68, 69, and 72 Okay, good to have everybody back in for program number 4. That’ll finish book number 79.  We’ll be starting something different in our next taping.  But for those of you out in television, again, we just want to remind you we still have quite a few copies of our one and only book—Questions and Answers from the Bible—and the girls will get them out to you.  Just give them a call, drop us a note, or whatever. Transcriber’s note—I know many have that little question and answer book already.  But for those of you who don’t – let me encourage you to buy one.   So many have used that book—even to find salvation.   That little book covers almost 100 questions you might have about the Bible.    I bought the book for my brother, whom I thought believed as we do for salvation.  But after reading that little book, he asked me a question: “Why did you almost let me go to Hell?”   Enough said!    They also make a wonderful gift to give and only cost $11 which includes shipping.   Thank you, Jerry Pool And again, we always want to thank our audience for all your prayers and your financial help.  We just can’t say it enough.  We can’t repeat it often enough. Now we’re going to move right on to where we left off in our Psalms study. Remember in our last program we were showing how graphically the suffering and the crucifixion is shown in Psalms 69. We’re going to finish that one before we go on into number 72, which will kind of wind up our series in Psalms.  So come back with me to Psalms 69 where we left off as Paul quoted from it in verse 22. Psalms 69:22-23a “Let their table become a snare before them: and that which should have been for their welfare, let it become a trap. 23. Let their eyes be darkened, that they see not;…”  Remember, we’re talking about Israel.   Psalms 69:23b-25a “…and make their loins continually to shake.  24. Pour out thine indignation upon them, and let thy wrathful anger take hold of them. 25. Let their habitation be desolate;…”   Did it happen?  My, after A.D. 70 Israel became a total desolation for 1,900 and some years.  All this was fulfilled. Psalms 69:25b-28 “…and let none dwell in their tents. 26. For they persecute him whom thou hast smitten; and they talk to the grief of those whom thou hast wounded. 27. Add iniquity unto their iniquity: and let them not come into thy righteousness. 28. Let them be blotted out of the book of the living, and not be written with the righteous.”  Which is called the Book of Life. The Book of Life is referred to, of course, throughout Scripture.  It’s just one of the facets.  It’s not unique to Israel.  We know that Paul alludes to it.  The Book of Revelation alludes to it. And here the Lord just simply makes a statement of judgment because of their unbelief and their rejection of Him.  He said, “Let them be blotted out of the book of the living, and not be written with the righteous.”  Now He comes back to His own estate. Psalms 69:29 “But I am poor and sorrowful: let thy salvation, O God, set me up on high.” And as I said in the last program, remember, salvation is the theme of Scripture—to bring lost men to a knowledge of eternal life.  Now verse 30 and He comes back speaking of Himself. Now remember, these are the words of the Lord Jesus although written by David in 1,000 B.C. Psalms 69:30-31 “I will praise the name of God with a song, and will magnify him with thanksgiving. 31. This also shall please the LORD better than an ox or bullock that hath horns and hoofs.”  In other words, the animal sacrifices would be completely done away with by His work of the cross. Psalms 69:32-33a “The humble shall see this, and be glad: and your heart shall live that seek God. 33. For the LORD heareth the poor,…”  In other words, those that have been downtrodden under the curse—but when they come into the Kingdom, there will be no downtrodden.  There’ll be no one less blessed than the other.  Now verse 35, here’s the promise.

Psalms 69:35-36 “For God will save Zion, (They are not going to destroy the Nation of Israel or the City of Jerusalem.) and will build the cities of Judah: that they may dwell there, and have it in possession. 36. The seed also of his servants shall inherit it: and they that love his name shall dwell therein.”  And that, of course, is the Glory that’s going to follow. Now let’s just skip across to Psalms 72 to finish up our fourth program today.  Here again we have all the joys and the blessings of the fruition of David’s prayers, the Kingdom.  Oh, my goodness, David just couldn’t talk enough about this glorious coming Kingdom—which, of course, was promised to him clear back in II Samuel. Psalms 72:1 “Give the King (that’s the Messiah) thy judgments, (or thy government) O God, and thy righteousness unto the king’s son.”   All right, now let’s use Scripture.  Jump up to Isaiah chapter 9 so that you can see that all of this fits over and over and over. These are verses that we’ve used many, many times before. But they’re always appropriate when we can prove that Scripture fits with Scripture.  Now remember what he just said.  Give the King thy judgments—or thy government or thy rule.  Now Isaiah 9:6 and here’s the promise from the prophet—the same Kingdom, same King, and the same Messiah. Isaiah 9:6-7a “For unto us (to the Nation of Israel) a child is born, (speaking of Bethlehem) unto us a son is given: and the government (this coming King and His Kingdom) shall be upon his shoulder: (Whose shoulder?  The Babe of Bethlehem.  The One who has come to the Nation of Israel.) and his name shall be (when this Kingdom becomes a reality) called Wonderful, Counselor, The mighty God, The everlasting Father, The Prince of Peace. 7. Of the increase of his government and peace there shall be no end, (It’s going to go on into eternity.) upon the throne of David,…” Do you see that?  It’s going to be on David’s throne as he held forth in his kingdom time on Mount Zion in Jerusalem.   That’s why we have Jerusalem mentioned so often.  It will always be the capital of the Nation of Israel. Isaiah 9:7b “…and upon his kingdom, to order it, and to establish it with judgment and with justice from henceforth even forever.  The zeal of the LORD of hosts will perform this.”  In other words, the Creator, the Sustainer, will make sure that all these prophecies will come to pass.  All right, back to Psalms chapter 72 verse 3. Psalms 72:3-4 “The mountains shall bring peace to the people, and the little hills, by righteousness. (Which is probably a reference to some of the other Gentile kingdoms that will be part of the Lord’s Kingdom.) 4. He shall judge (or rule) the poor of the people, he shall save the children of the needy, and shall break in pieces the oppressor.” Now let’s pick up again what Isaiah says.  Jump back again to Isaiah, this time to chapter 11.  All of this is fulfilled when the King finally sets up this glorious Kingdom. Isaiah 11:1-2a “And there shall (Future—it’s still future, even though Isaiah wrote in 700 B.C.  It’s still future.) come forth a rod out of the stem of Jesse, (Who was the father, remember, of King David.) and a Branch (Capital B—that’s one of the terms of Deity in the Old Testament.) shall grow out of his roots: (And this is what He’s going to show forth.) 2. And the spirit of the LORD shall rest upon him,…”  Upon whom?  This Son of David, the Messiah, Jesus of Nazareth, born of Bethlehem—however you want to put it, when He becomes King and the Kingdom is established. Isaiah 11:2-3a “And the spirit of the LORD shall rest upon him, the spirit of wisdom and understanding, the spirit of counsel and might, the spirit of knowledge and of the fear (or the wisdom) of the LORD; (That’s all going to be His attributes as King.) 3. And (these things) shall make him of quick understanding in the fear of the LORD: and he shall not judge (or rule) after the sight of his eyes,…” I’ve explained that over the years.  Every ruler, whether he’s a king or whether he’s a president or whether he’s a governor has to have advisors.

  They can’t possibly know every segment of their kingdom, or of their rule.  So they have these various departments. In America we call them cabinets. Every cabinet secretary has a particular section of our government, or whatever you want to call it. He has to report to the President and make his requests and so forth, because no one man can keep track of everything.  So, it’s necessary.  But with Him, He won’t need a cabinet.  He’s going to have full knowledge.  He’s the Creator God.   He won’t have to listen to the reports of some of His underlings.  He won’t have to go by what He sees on their charts or listen to what they have to report. Isaiah 11:4-5 “But with righteousness (as the absolute, sinless, holy member of the Triune God) he shall judge (rule) the poor, and reprove with equity for the meek of the earth: (In other words, they’re no longer going to be the downtrodden segment of society.  They’ll be up here with all the rest of them.) and he shall smite the earth with the rod of his mouth, (That is building up to this.  That’s the Tribulation again.) and with the breath of his lips (as we saw in the last program) shall he slay (or bring to nothing) the wicked. 5. And righteousness shall be the girdle of his loins, and faithfulness the girdle of his reins.” That always brings me to another thought.  I didn’t intend to do this, but come up with me a minute to Romans.  I’ve come to a stronger conviction of my use of the word faithfulness, because it is so a part of Scripture.  Romans chapter 3 and this is just a little aside.  Verses 21 and 22—this is where we are so far as salvation is concerned.  Verse 21—this is after he’s showing us in verses 19 and 20 that the Law had nothing to do with saving us.  All it could do was convict us. Romans 3:21-22a “But now (on this side of the finished work of the cross) the righteousness of God without the law is manifested, (It’s brought into the spotlight.) being witnessed by the law (Absolutely, that was all part of the progressive revelation.) and the prophets; (Now here it comes.) 22. Even the righteousness of God which is by faith of Jesus Christ…” And I’ve always put in there “faithfulness,” and I used to quibble my ear a little bit.  I thought, well, maybe I’m not treating Scripture right.  But I’m seeing more and more, even from other commentators, that that is the true word here.  It’s the “faithfulness of Jesus Christ.” You’ve heard me give this illustration as long as you’ve been coming in here.  Do you examine your chair before you sit on it?  No.  Why?  You trust it.  You know it’s going to be faithful to hold you.  Well, that’s the way it is with Christ.  He didn’t die that death as a wimp.  He didn’t die that death as a defeated something or other.  He was victorious.  And when he proclaimed salvation on that finished work of the cross, He remains faithful.  Now, I want you to go home with that word ringing in your ears.  He is faithful to the very end of eternity—which will never come.  He’ll always be faithful.  No matter what our need, He’s faithful.  And the Old Testament brings that out so clearly. Now come back again, if you will, to Psalms 72.  In faithfulness He’s going to rule and He’s going to provide.  Now verse 5: Psalms 72:5 “They shall fear thee as long as the sun and moon endure, throughout all generations.”  Now there’s another portion of Scripture that says the same thing, only from a different prophet.  Turn up with me to Jeremiah.  I’m always confronting these people who maintain that God is all through with the Jew.  They disappeared after A.D. 70.  There is nothing of prophecy left concerning the Jew, because they disappeared.  How can they proclaim such stuff? And these are good men.  I mean, these are highly educated, well thought of men.  I get a magazine every once in a while that says everything was fulfilled in A.D. 70.  Christ returned and everything.  Israel disappeared and they are no longer of any account for end-time prophecy.  How can these good men fly in the face of Scripture?

Now remember what you just saw in Psalms.  Verse 5, remember, “They shall fear thee as long as the sun and moon endure, throughout all generations.”  All right, now look how Jeremiah puts it in chapter 31.  Now, beloved, this is the Word of God.  How can any man tamper with it?  I’ll never know.  But they do. Jeremiah 31:35 “Thus saith the LORD, (the prophet writes) which giveth the sun for a light by day, and the ordinances of the moon and of the stars for a light by night, which divideth the sea when the waves thereof roar; (In other words, that’s the ebb and flow of the tide.) The LORD of hosts is his name:” Now look at verse 36. Jeremiah 31:36 “If those ordinances (Concerning the sun and the moon and the universe in general—If they--) depart from before me, saith the LORD, then the seed of Israel also shall cease from being a nation before me for ever.”  But not until.  Is it ever going to happen?  Never.  Israel will never disappear.  That joker in Iran can say all he wants.  He’s never going to get the job done.  He’s spitting into the wind.  That’s the way one old preacher in Oklahoma used to put it, and I can appreciate it.  That’s all they’re doing.  It’s just flying back in their face if they think they can obliterate Israel, because God says it is not going to happen. Now come back to Psalms.  Another point I want you to take.  Not only is God faithful, but He’s going to remain faithful and to Israel in particular. Psalms 72:6 “He shall come down like rain upon the mown grass: as showers that water the earth.”  Now, I know city people can’t enjoy this.  But those of us in rural America: is there anything more fragrant than new-mown hay?  Nothing!  And Scripture is saying the same thing.   Oh, my goodness, “He shall come down like rain upon the mown hay: as showers that water the earth.” Psalms 72:7-8 “In his days (That is when the King sets up this Kingdom.) shall the righteous flourish; (Because there’ll be no unbelievers in this kingdom.  It’s going to be nothing but righteous.) and abundance of peace so long as the moon endureth. 8. He shall have dominion also from sea to sea, and from the river unto the ends of the earth.”  Now flip up to Zechariah 14.   Keep your hand in Psalms.  This is a verse that we’ve used over the years.  And how can anybody miss this? Zechariah 14:9 “And the LORD (God the Son, Jesus Christ) shall be king over all the earth: in that day shall there be one LORD, and his name one.” Now when Zechariah writes around 500 B.C., he’s got another 2,500 years to wait.    Two thousand five hundred years have gone by since Zechariah wrote.  But look what he says, “The LORD shall be king over (Not all of Heaven, but what?) all the earth:…”  He’s going to be King over this planet earth that all these Psalms have been writing about, and all the prophecies refer to.  Back to Psalms 72 again. Psalms 72:9 “They that dwell in the wilderness shall bow before him; and his enemies shall lick the dust.”  Well, that’s before the Kingdom comes in.  There won’t be any enemies to deal with during the Kingdom. Psalms 72:10 “The kings of Tarshish (That’s probably from the western end of the Mediterranean, maybe even Great Britain.) and of the isles shall bring presents: (all the way to Jerusalem) the kings of Sheba and Seba shall offer gifts.”   Now, you remember, it was the Queen of Sheba that brought all the gold for Solomon.  Now verse 11: Psalms 72:11-12 “Yea, all kings shall fall down before him: all nations shall serve him. 12. For he shall deliver the needy when he crieth, the poor also, and him that hath no helper.”  Now let’s just back up.  I’ve got time.  I don’t want to miss this one.  Come back with me to Daniel.  Because I want you to see how all of prophecy is looking forward to this glorious King and His Kingdom.  And it’s going to be ordained by the Triune God Himself.  Daniel chapter 7 verse 13: Daniel 7:13-14a “I saw in the night visions, (Now this is Daniel.) and, behold, one like the Son of man (capitalized) came

with the clouds of heaven, and came to the Ancient of days, and they brought him near before him. 14. And there was given him (What’s the next word?) dominion…”  Same word that was used for Adam.  He would have dominion over everything on the earth. Daniel 7:14a “And there was given him dominion, and glory, and a kingdom, that all people, (not just Israel now) nations, and languages, should serve him: and his dominion is an everlasting dominion, (It will never end.) which shall not pass away, and his kingdom…” Now, let’s jump all the way up to Revelation. You have the same scenario.  Now we have it from the pen of the Apostle John. Revelation 5:5 “And one of the elders saith unto me, Weep not: behold, the Lion of the tribe of Judah, the Root of David, (Coming out of the line of David and Solomon and all of the way down to the time of Christ and His earthly ministry) the Lion of the tribe of Judah, the Root of David, (Jesus of Nazareth) hath prevailed to open the book, and to loose the seven seals thereof.”  Now here it is. Revelation 5:6-7 “And I beheld, and, lo, in the midst of the throne and of the four creatures, and in the midst of the elders, stood a Lamb as it had been slain, having seven horns and seven eyes, which are the seven Spirits of God sent forth into all the earth.  7. And he came and took the book out of the right hand of him who sat upon the throne.”  In other words, He took over the admonition to set up this glorious, glorious Kingdom that is promised all the way up through our Old Testament.  All right, back to Psalms again.  We’ll finish 72, and we can go home. Psalms 72:7-8a “In his days (In other words, while He’s ruling and reigning on planet earth.) shall the righteous flourish; and abundance of peace so long as the moon endureth. 8. He shall have dominion also from sea to sea,…”  And then you come all the way down to where I left off earlier in verse 11. Psalms 72:11-12 “Yea, all kings shall fall down before him: all nations shall serve him.  12. For He shall deliver the needy when he crieth; the poor also, and him that hath no helper.”  In other words, no one is going to end up on the bottom of that—what we call the totem pole.  He’s going to bless them as much as anybody else. Psalms 72:13-14 “He shall spare the poor and needy, and shall save the souls of the needy.  14. He shall redeem their soul from deceit and violence: (in other words, from their past lifestyle) and precious shall their blood be in his sight.”  Well, that’s a reference to all the shed blood that has taken place for 6,000 years—beyond our comprehension.  Now verse 15: Psalms 72:15-16a “And he shall live, and to him shall be given of the gold of Sheba, prayer also shall be made for him continually; and daily shall he be praised. 16. There shall be an handful of corn in the earth upon the top of the mountains; the fruit thereof shall shake like Lebanon:…” Now stop a minute.  What kind of soil do you usually have at the top of a mountain?  Rich or poor.  Poor!  I mean, there’s not much topsoil on the top of a mountain.  But the analogy here is that this is going to be such a supernatural kingdom, that even the kernels of grain that are sprinkled on a mountaintop will be able to produce whatever comes from it like Cedars of Lebanon. We were close to Lebanon a few weeks ago.  I wish we could have gone.  I’d like to see the Cedars of Lebanon.  They’re still there.  Lebanon is still known for their cedars.  They’re tall, and they’re majestic.  But the analogy here is that this Kingdom is going to be so glorious that even a mountaintop with it’s poor soil and just a sprinkling of some seeds of grain will produce stems or stalks or whatever like unto the Cedars of Lebanon.    Verse 17: Psalms 72:17-18 “His name shall endure for ever: (It will never be anything less than the Eternal Sovereign God.) his name shall be continued as long as the sun: and men shall be blessed in him: all nations shall call him blessed. 18. Blessed be the LORD God, the God of Israel, who only doeth wondrous things.”

Now you’ve always got to remember.  Throughout all of Israel’s history, even in their unbelief, the miraculous was almost an everyday occurrence, except during the 400 years of silence.  But for the most part, Israel was always aware of the miraculous power of her God.   All right, I’ve got to get down to the last verse. Psalms 72:19-20 “And blessed be his glorious name for ever: let the whole earth be filled with his glory;  Amen, and Amen. 20. The prayers of David the son of Jesse are ended.” What does he mean?  When the Kingdom becomes a reality, all of David’s prayers are fulfilled.

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Rafe double, triple-checked their plane tickets when they went back home from Rome. They’d bought them separately but somehow he was convinced he’d screwed it up again - when he reached for his phone a fourth time on the train to the airport, Sophie reached over and took it with a shake of her head.

After making it through security and buying two breakfast sandwiches for them, Rafe tucked his backpack under her feet. “Can you watch this for a second?”

“Yeah, where are you going?” Sophie asked curiously.

“I’ll be right back.” He answered vaguely, kissing her forehead. When he returned, he had an entire bag full of Italian snacks and candies, all indecipherable except for a small bag of dark chocolate M&Ms that he tossed at Sophie. Her face lit up as she caught it and realized. “Oh my god, I missed these.”

He grinned and slid into the seat next to her, dumping the snacks into his backpack. “I know you did. I figured we could try these on the plane, for some entertainment.”

“I’m not gonna be able to sleep.” She tore open the packet and poured some into her hand before offering it to him.

He accepted a few, but not too much more. “Good, you said we weren’t supposed to sleep. We’ll be all jetlagged.”

“But I’m tired.” She whined, dropping her head to his shoulder.

Rafe pressed a kiss to the top of her head, lowering his voice. “Maybe you shouldn’t have convinced me to sleep with you last night then. Until 3am.”

She blushed and shot him an indignant glare. “You started it in the shower.”

“You dropped to your knees in the shower first.” He smirked. “This is your fault.”

“Nothing is ever my fault.” She declared. “You’re just too hot, that’s all.”

“Uh huh.” The airport called for boarding over the speakers and he hauled her up, pulling out their passports and walked with her to the line. He paused when she moved forward. “Wait, Sophie, aren’t we sitting together?”

“No, I’m 23A.”

“And I’m 23B - wait, no, shit, I’m not.” He frowned and glanced down at his ticket. “I’ll fix this.”

“Rafe, you don’t have to -”

Her argument fell on deaf ears as he went forward, glancing at people’s tickets. She held back a smile as he put on his best southern drawl and his most charming grin as he talked with the woman in 23B, convincing her eventually - with twenty dollars - to trade seats once they were on the plane. Once they boarded, he gave her a smug smile as he sat next to her, putting up the arm rest so she could lean into him.

“How much did you bribe her with?”

“Bribe? I don’t know what you’re talking about. I’ve never bribed anyone in my life.”

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The entire ride home, he didn’t sleep at all. Sophie fell asleep on him within minutes, curled into him comfortably, and he didn’t dare move and wake her up. When they made it back to Columbus and James and Colin picked them up - with a ‘welcome back from federal prison’ sign. Sophie just grinned and greeted them both with a big hug, giggling when James kissed her cheek and Rafe socked him in the arm. The whole drive back, she chattered excitedly, filling the boys in on all her adventures while Rafe barely stayed awake, his head slumped onto her shoulder.

They went straight to Rafe’s senior house to relax and she gave herself a tour right away, impressed by the clean house and lack of lewd decor. (It was going up next week, anyways.)

She wasn’t tired at all as she strolled into his room, making a big deal of the newly painted walls and a few plants scattered around on shelves. “Check it out! This looks so good, Rafe!”

He yawned - again - and flopped onto his bed. “Shh.”

“Didn’t you sleep?” She did the same, sprawling out on his bed. “I can’t believe you have a king-sized bed, I’m never staying at my place.”

“No. Couldn’t sleep.” He stretched his neck uncomfortably, groaning. She nudged him over, tugging at the hem of his shirt, and he shook his head. “Nooo. I’m too tired for sex.”

She giggled and tugged again. “It’s not that. Sit up, I’ll rub your back.”

He sat up just enough to tug his shirt over his head and flopped back down to the mattress on his stomach. She crawled onto him and straddled him to massage his shoulders, digging her thumbs into the base of his neck. He groaned, twisting a little. “Lotion. In my nightstand drawer.”

“Ew, is that for -”

“My hands get dry, dummy, get your head out of the gutter.”

She flicked his neck. “Be nice or I’ll leave you alone.”

“No, baby, stay.” He whined, flexing his back a little as she stretched. She smiled to herself, appreciating his muscles and traced a finger down his spine. “Okay. I’ll stay.”

“Watch your hands.”

“I’m just touching your back.” She dug in a little harder into his shoulders, grinning when he groaned in appreciation.

“Yeah, and I know how touchy you can get.” He quipped, closing his eyes and letting her continue the massage. “Handsy.”

She teased his fingertips under the waistband of his shorts. “You’re gonna have to shower anyways.”

It took about two seconds for him to change his mind. “Hmm….fine. But I’m not gonna do any work if you start something.” He yawned. “And you’re not done on my back.”

She rolled her eyes and got back to work, pleased by his little satisfied noises. She was just about to roll him back over and tug down his shorts when James slammed his palm on the door. “Shut the fuck up, Rafe, we don’t want to hear you jacking off!”

“Jesus Christ, James, come in!” Rafe yelled back with annoyance lacing his tone. James came in to see their (mainly) innocent position. “Oh. It sounded like you were doing something else. Hi Sophie, I didn’t know you were still here.”

She giggled, crawling off of Rafe. “Hey. We weren’t -”

“Yeah, I can see that. My bad.” He went to leave and paused, sticking his head back in the door. “You should know, though, my room’s right below his. And we all share that bathroom, so I’d prefer things to be cleaned. Regularly.”

“Get out, James.” Rafe pointed with a glare. James nodded with a grin and left, the door clicking shut behind him. Sophie gave him an apologetic smile. “He’s really just below us?”

“Yeah. I don’t fucking care, I told him I’d buy him a white noise machine. C’mere.” He flipped over and pulled her up to his hips, groaning obnoxiously loud when his hard cock brushed against her core.

She giggled, rocking back and forth on him. “Now you’re just being annoying.”

“Good. He’s been worse, bringing home a different girl every weekend for a straight month before I left. Colin says he’s going through his hoe phase.” He yawned, tugging at her shirt. “You have about ten minutes to fuck me before I pass out in this bed.”

Sophie rolled her eyes, pulling off her shirt. “That’s it? Sure it’s worth it?”

“Angel, please.” He nearly begged, pulling her down to kiss her desperately, grinding his hips against hers.

“Okay, okay, you’re so needy.” She teased. “Let me just take care of you.”

“No, I want -” He started, cutting himself off when she pulled out his hard cock from his shorts and stroked down his length, making him hiss. “Okay. That’s fine.”

She rolled her eyes and ducked down to take him into her mouth, not giving any warning. He nearly groaned again until she reached up and slapped her free hand over his mouth. “Shh. Stay quiet or I’ll stop.”

He let his head fall back so she couldn’t see him and fisted the sheets, bucking up into her mouth. “So good. So fucking good, baby.” He mumbled against her hand, just loud enough that Sophie could hardly hear.

It didn’t take long for him to come, especially with the way she sucked on him and twisted her wrist at the same time. When he did, her hand still clapped against his mouth, he let out a satisfied sigh and grinned down at her. “You’re incredible.”

She removed her hand and gave him a quick kiss. “You’re too easy. I think that was four minutes.”

“Can’t help it. You were all touchy, you know what that does to me.” He tried pulling her close, all sleepy, and she gently swatted her hands away.

“No, baby. I gotta go home and shower, then unpack. And I want to get dinner with Allie and Jules.”

He frowned. “What about me?”

“I’ve been with you nonstop for three whole weeks.” She grinned and gave him another short kiss. “You’ll be okay. We’re gonna have to go back to sleeping apart sometimes.”

“Noooo.” He grumbled, reaching for her as she stood and tugged her shoes back on.

“Welcome back to reality, Cameron.”

“But you - you need your turn -” He tried arguing helplessly and she just grinned.

“I own a vibrator, remember?”

“Fuck. That thing.”

“Don’t worry.” She leaned against the wall with a smirk, arms crossed. “I’ll let you borrow it sometime. Can you drive me?”

Rafe sighed but ambled out of bed, tugging his shorts back up and pulling his shirt on. “This is not how I expected the night to go.”

“We both know you’re gonna pass out in bed the second you get back. Hopefully after a shower.”

“Yeah, probably.” He yawned, stretching. “If I’m not texting you by one in the afternoon tomorrow please check on me.”

She nodded seriously and shook his hand, making him laugh. “You have a deal. Don’t forget you have to pack though, we’re going home in two days.”

“We are home…?”

“Home home. Remember? We booked the flights yesterday in Rome?”

He nodded in recognition, casting a glance at his stuffed suitcase on the ground. “Right. Remind me why I couldn’t just ask for the plane?”

She scowled before she could catch herself. “I thought you didn’t want to see your dad when you were home.”

“Touché.” Rafe noticed her scowl but didn’t mention it, not having the energy to persist. He grabbed his keys and took her hand, bringing her out to the car. “C’mon, my chariot awaits.”

____

The two of them spent their two days before going home very differently - Rafe slept nearly the entire time, woke up at night to go get tacos with the boys, then went back to bed. Sophie decorated her entire room within four hours, set up her senior architecture studio, and had meetings with a professor, an advisor, and the co-president of the alumni mentorship program. (Rafe was exhausted just from seeing her texts about her schedule.)

The girls dropped them off at the airport only forty five minutes before their flight, despite Rafe’s protests that it wasn’t nearly enough time and Sophie’s argument that she’d made a flight with less time on a tiny airline in Spain. Their flight was inconvenient, as always - they had to fly into Virginia and take a 2.5 hour ferry to get back home. When they finally arrived, greeted by the familiar summer humidity and the smell of the sea, her brother picked them up to bring them to Sophie’s.

“Soph!” He yelled out the window from the pickup line. Rafe noticed immediately and straightened up, grabbing her bag as well as his to walk to the car.

She beamed, waving as they came closer, and slid into the front seat while Rafe put their suitcases in the back. “Carter! Hi! I thought you were moving this weekend?”

“I pushed it back a couple weeks, wanted to see you before I left. How was Barcelona?” He glanced back and nodded at Rafe briefly in the backseat. “Rafe.”

“Hey. Thanks for picking us up.” Rafe smiled politely, nearly crammed into the backseat because of how far back Sophie’s seat was. He assumed Carter had moved it before he came to pick them up, but didn’t dare say a word.

“Yeah, no problem.” The rest of the ride was just the two siblings talking, mainly Sophie telling him about her study abroad and the trips she’d taken with Rafe. Carter kept his eye on Rafe in the backseat at a few parties of her story, especially when she stuttered over talking about swimming in Nice and Rafe’s birthday. (Rafe very pointedly looked out the window to avoid his eyes.)

They were greeted by Sophie’s dad when Carter pulled the car up in the driveway. He wrapped Sophie in a tight, smothering hug when she jumped out of the car, the two of them sharing matching grins. “Hey, Sophie girl.”

“Hi Dad.” She mumbled against his shirt, hugging him tight. “Missed you.”

“Missed you too.” He finally let her go and welcomed Rafe in for a hug too, ignoring his handshake. “Nice to see you too, kiddo.”

“You too, Mr. Flint.” He beamed and excused himself from the hug quickly to get both his and Sophie’s suitcases, ever the gentleman in his presence. “Thank you so much for letting me stay here, I really appreciate it.”

Her dad nodded with a smile, taking Sophie’s bag from him. “Of course. Come on, I’ll show you to your spot in the guest room. Soph, your mom’s out running errands, I thought we could all head out to the course for a round if you’re not too tired?”

“Sure, that sounds fine. Dad, did you forward that study I emailed you about using filtered stormwater for the course to the groundskeeper? So it’s more eco-friendly?” Sophie asked over her shoulder, leading the way inside and upstairs.

Jeff sent Rafe a knowing smile behind her back, shaking his head. Ever since Sophie really got into eco conservation in high school, she’d been pushing more and more for the entire family to make small changes. Her efforts got more and more involved as she learned more in college, and she’d had meetings with the groundskeeper at the country club no less than five times - he listened politely as a favor to her dad, but that was all. “I sent it, yes. I’m not sure how well it was received.”

“Oh, well, I can send you some more resources. It’s good to at least provide the options, you know?” She turned back and took her bag into her room, automatically going for Rafe’s as well.

Rafe smiled, subtly pulling it away and tried to redirect her dad’s attention. “Um, which one’s the guest room?”

“Other end of the hallway, just opposite Carter’s room.” Jeff gave him a pointed look and he nodded quickly. “Great, thank you.”

“Dad, you’re not seriously making him stay in there.” Sophie argued, giving her dad a pleading look.

“No, it’s fine! I’m sure it’s perfect, I’ll go make myself at home.” Rafe quickly excused himself, heading down the hall and just barely stayed in earshot of the two.

Her dad regarded her carefully. “Sophie, you can’t really expect me to believe you two had been in separate dorms that entire trip like you’ve been telling your mother, can you?”

She grew embarrassed, leaning against her doorway. “Dad...”

“I’m not oblivious, honey, I just hope you’re being safe -”

“Dad! Please. I don’t want to talk about this with you. Ever.” She told him with wide eyes and red cheeks, backing into her room slowly.

“Alright, just. Be careful. Both of you.” He warned her, patting her shoulder before heading back down the stairs, calling out loudly over his shoulder. “Be ready in fifteen!”

She just groaned and flopped back onto her bed.

“Ready, kids?” Jeff called up the stairs, exactly fifteen minutes later. Sophie was in the guest room with Rafe, sporting a golf tank from high school and a matching skort. The tank was a little tight across the chest and she’d flaunted into his room with it unbuttoned to completely show off her boobs, showing him exactly what was underneath.

“Yes sir!” Rafe called back, a little higher pitched than normal, and shoved Sophie’s shoulder lightly. “Button that up,” he hissed.

“You’re a prude.” She rolled her eyes, buttoning it back up to her neck but adjusted her skort to sit a little higher. (Nothing too inappropriate, but it was just enough to drive Rafe crazy.)

“I’m not - we are going golfing with your father, baby, and you look like several dreams I’ve had in high school. Do not pull something. Fix your skirt.”

She perked up, taking a step closer. “You dreamed about me in high school? What kind of dreams?”

“No. We’re not doing this.” He told her, but she didn’t miss the way he reached in his pocket and grimaced for a moment. “Behave.”

She grinned and practically skipped downstairs, with Rafe following close behind. “We’re ready! Dad, can we just play 9 today? I wanted to go hang out on the beach with Rafe later.”

“Our reservation’s for the full 18. What, you don’t want to play a full round with your old man?” Her dad teased, but she could hear the tiny tone of hurt underneath.

“We can go to the beach another time, the full 18’s perfect.” Rafe interjected. “I’m not sure I’ll be able to keep up with you though, Mr. Flint, I haven’t really played since last year.”

“Oh, you’ll be fine, I saw your form earlier this summer.” Her dad replied cheerfully, not noticing as Sophie mouthed “suck up” to Rafe behind his back.

They all drove to the course and split into carts, her dad in one and Rafe and Sophie in the other. As they rode to the second hole, Sophie kicked her feet up on the dash, ignoring the golf etiquette standard. “Hey, Rafe.”

He instantly reached over and shoved her feet off, casting a glance toward her dad to make sure he didn’t see. “Yes ma’am.”

“You think we could pull off a quickie tonight?”

He fixed her with a glare, unamused. “Sophie. Do not.”

She just smirked as she skipped off the cart to the hole, club in hand. She didn’t quit the entire rest of the game, murmuring little dirty things into his ear on the cart or pretending like she was going to flash him, bursting into giggles as he nearly wrecked the cart trying to lunge across the seat to keep her shirt down. Rafe was entirely distracted the whole game, trying to stay as civil as possible around her dad while also keeping Sophie in check.

Her competitive streak kicked in around the sixth hole, when she was losing by just enough. Jeff kept pointing out little imperfections in her form - her arms were bent too far, her hips didn’t rotate enough, her head wasn’t down for long enough - and Rafe winced nearly every time. Sophie took it all in stride though, and he had to remind himself that criticism from a parent was fine when it was paired with constant encouragement after she improved.

Her dad was a little more sensitive to how Rafe responded to criticism, starting everything with a compliment first and then phrasing the critique as a suggestion. At the end of the game - despite Rafe barely losing to Sophie, Jeff coming in first - he nudged Rafe and gave him an encouraging grin. “You’re looking good, kid. Might beat this one if she wasn’t so annoying.”

“Dad!” Sophie exclaimed. “I didn’t do a thing -”

“I raised you better than to whistle on the golf course, Soph.” Her dad pointed out as he poked her in the leg with his club. “Breaking every single etiquette rule out there.”

“It’s a simple distraction technique.” She protested with a sheepish grin. She had whistled at Rafe when he bent over to place his ball on the tee - twice - and thought her dad hadn’t noticed either time.

“If you’re using distraction to win the game, maybe you aren’t good enough.” Her dad retorted, laughing as Rafe’s eyebrows shot up at the same time as Sophie’s. “Go drive the carts back, I’ll meet you two at the car.” As Sophie grinned and started toward her dad’s cart, he called after her again. “No racing! Not again!”

She just ignored him and Jeff turned to Rafe with an exasperated grin. “I’m not sure how you kept up with her for that long in Europe.”

“I’m not entirely sure either, sir.” Rafe told him with a smile.

____

When they came back to the house, all a little sweaty, her mom had a tray of lemonade and snacks set out for all of them. “Mrs. Flint, hi. Thank you for this.” Rafe thanked her immediately, wiping the sweat off his brow.

“Rafe, it’s good to see you, thank you for keeping an eye on my child the past few weeks.” Her mom greeted with a teasing grin. “Sophie, Angie is coming over with the twins any second now, can you two watch them for a couple hours?”

Sophie scowled, flopping back into her chair and only straightened up instinctively when her mom tapped her shoulders. “Rafe and I were going to -”

“No, that’s fine, we don’t have plans.” Rafe cut her off quickly, nudging Sophie’s foot with his. “Who’s Angie?”

“Angie’s my older cousin, she just had her babies around February.” Sophie informed him. “They’re kind of cute, I guess.”

“They’re very cute, and it’s just so Angie and your aunt and I can go shopping for more baby clothes. You haven’t met them yet, you should be excited to see them.” Her mom chastised with a shake of her head. “You’ll have your own soon enough, so this’ll be a learning experience.”

Sophie nearly spat out her lemonade, affronted. “Mom!”

“Don’t be dramatic, Sophie.” She tutted and went back inside.

Sophie gaped after her, shaking her head. “Ignore her. Go shower, I’ll shower when you’re done.”

He wasn’t entirely sure what to make of that exchange, always a little confused by her mom’s well-intentioned insults. “I thought the kids were coming…?”

“Yeah, I can handle them and then we’ll swap.” She grinned, lowering her voice. “Or we could shower together and it’ll be faster.”

Rafe practically scrambled out of his chair to go shower, pointing accusingly at her. “Stop that.”

“Stop what.”

“You know - that.” He gestured wildly at the way she’d leaned forward, undone a button and bit her bottom lip. “You’re teasing. Just wait until we’re back in Ohio, please.”

She just smirked and leaned forward to kick his ass lightly. “Go.”

____

When she came back down after her slightly-too-long shower with damp hair, she stopped in her tracks at the base of the stairs. Rafe had one of the babies napping in the play crib and the other asleep on his chest, tiny fingers curled around his pinky as he carefully rubbed her back. Sophie took a quick photo before he could notice and approached quietly, combing her fingers through his hair affectionately.

He lifted his head to smile at her, whispering. “She fell asleep like this, isn’t she sweet? I think this one is baby Ava.”

She laughed quietly, shaking her head. “That’s Amelia. Ava’s in the crib, she has more hair.”

“Oh. Look at her tiny fingers, Sophie.” He murmured, so proud that he was able to get them to stay asleep. When Angie had arrived, she’d brought in both car seats and set up the crib, then handed off both still-sleeping babies to him with only a short introduction. She’d nestled Amelia on his chest, telling him she slept better that way, and thanked him profusely before leaving with Sophie’s mom.

“Babies are so weird.” Sophie replied, a little too loud. “At least they’re starting to get cute.”

He shushed her immediately with a glare. “They’re not weird.”

“How are you so good at this?” She cocked her head, considering picking up Ava from the crib but not trusting her skills.

“Dunno. I like kids.” He traced small circles on Amelia’s back, quietly shushing her when she cooed a little. After a few moments, he glanced up at Sophie with a smile. “How many do you want?”

“I’m not giving you a baby any time soon.” She told him pointedly, leaning into him a little. “But I guess if you really want, I could start calling you daddy…”

He shuddered, his whole face scrunching up into a scowl. “I hope that’s not a kink of yours because I’m really not sure I could entertain it.”

She giggled, pressing a quick kiss to his cheek. “I’m just kidding. Um, I don’t know that I’ve thought about it. I’ve only ever thought as far as my job.”

“Wait, really? Never?”

She shrugged. “Nah. I liked having Carter growing up though. You’ve thought about it?”

He nodded confidently. “Yeah. Two or three’s perfect, I think. Not too much of an age gap in between. A good mix of girls and boys. I want to...yeah.”

Sophie furrowed her brow, turning to face him. “You want what?”

“I want to be a good dad. To do it right.” He told her, a little shy. “I’m not sure I could, but -”

“You will.” She interrupted him, firmly. “I know you will.”

“You don’t know that.”

“I do, baby. You’re going to love our kids so well -”

“Our kids?” He interjected with a small grin, making her blush as a matching blush crept up on his cheeks.

“Sorry, did you plan on having kids with someone else?” She raised her eyebrows.

“No. ‘Course not. Just didn’t know you planned on having them with me.” His grin grew to split across his cheeks, beaming.

She shook her head, feeling herself grow bright red. “Well, yeah. Later, but yeah. You’re it for me, Rafe.” She told him, her voice going a little soft.

He nodded, reaching out to grab her hand and kiss the back of it, the most movement he could make without disturbing the baby. “Good. My favorite.”

“My favorite.” She echoed softly, leaning back into him. As the garage door opened and both babies startled, Ava starting to wail, she scowled and stood to pick her up, holding her out at arm’s length as she began to scream. Amelia began to wake but stayed quiet, her little fist tightening around Rafe’s finger.

“Actually hold her, Soph.” He told her with a skeptical glance at the way she was clearly uncomfortable around the baby. She moved her grip to be able to rock the baby but Ava kept screaming, sensing Sophie’s lack of experience.

Just as Sophie was about to place her hand over Ava’s mouth, Angie came in with an exasperated sigh. “Oh, baby, it’s okay, did the garage wake you?” She cooed, immediately soothing her daughter.

Sophie’s mom followed, smiling at the sight of Rafe completely comfortable with Amelia quietly on his chest still. “Look at that, you’ve got the natural instinct.”

“Oh my god, can I take you home with me? Sophie, I’m stealing your boyfriend.” Angie joked, winking at Rafe.

He laughed, getting up carefully so he didn’t shift Amelia too much and carefully placed her back into the crib. “I wouldn’t mind a little babysitting, but I’ve got to go back to Ohio for our senior year at the end of the weekend.”

“Right, of course.” Angie nodded, giving him a grateful smile.

Sophie rolled her eyes at Rafe behind Angie’s back. “Thanks for letting us watch them for a bit, Ang, they’re adorable, but we kind of have plans…”

“But you'll be back after dinner?” Her mom asked. Sophie resisted a scowl while Rafe just gave her an eager smile. “We’ll be back for dinner, no worries.”

“Okay, see you later!” Sophie practically dragged him upstairs, pulling him into her room and shutting the door before he could protest. He immediately reached for the doorknob, but she grabbed his hand and leaned up to kiss him, hard.

Rafe kissed her back for a few moments before he was reminded where he was and pulled back quickly. “Soph, we can’t.”

“I just want to kiss you.” She argued with a pleading tone, pouting a little.

“I thought we were leaving? Going to the beach?” He dodged another attempted kiss from her, easily slipping out from where she had him pinned against the door and stepped away from her.

“Right. I have to change.” She pulled off her shirt and bralette in one fell swoop, then kicked off her shorts too before he could blink.

He gaped for a moment when he realized she was completely naked, his voice lowering a little. “Baby.”

“Yeah?” She strolled over to her dresser, pretending to rifle through her drawer of old swimsuits, and settled on a hot pink string bikini. She’d bought it in high school and kept it in her car to change into for pool parties, because if her mom ever caught her in it she was sure she’d be transferred to a Catholic boarding school immediately. She knew for a fact Rafe had seen it before, even complimented her in it back in high school, and was hoping he’d recognize it.

He did.

Right away.

“Soph, not - not that one.” He implored, voice cracking. He could feel his throat going dry as he fought every urge in his body telling him to go over to her and have his way with her right that instant, trying to remind himself that her parents were literally right downstairs.

She held back a grin as she shimmied into the bikini, tying it up behind her neck. “What’s wrong with this one?”

“I’m getting you back for this. All this teasing today. I swear. I - I -” He couldn’t even come up with a decent half-hearted threat as she strode closer, letting her hair down from her claw clip, and a big whiff of her shampoo overloaded his senses.

“You’ll what.”

“You’re going to regret this.” He told her, and she swore she could hear the way his voice was shaking.

“What are you gonna do? Punish me? Tie me up?” She teased, and the hint of a laugh in her voice was enough to break his spell.

“Sophie, please. No more. I’ll do whatever you want the second we’re back in Ohio, but I am really trying to make a good impression on your family.” He pleaded, eyes trained intensely on hers - though she was pretty sure it was just so he wouldn’t be able to look down at her tits.

“Okay, okay.” She grabbed her shirt from the bed and pulled it on over the swimsuit, her shorts following. “You don’t have to try so hard though, you know?”

“I know, I just. I want to do this right.” He relaxed a little once she got dressed, but was still mainly tense. “Can I, uh, use your bathroom?”

Sophie sat back on the bed, sending him a confused glance. “No one uses the one out in the hall by the guest room, just use that.”

“That one doesn’t have a shower.”

“You just showered - oh.” She realized as soon as Rafe’s slightly pained expression set in and she noticed the bulge in his shorts. Sophie grinned, satisfied. “I could take care of that faster, y’know.”

“I think I’d still be hard after.” He confessed with a shake of his head, quickly letting himself into the bathroom and ignoring her giggles as he locked the door.

____

They were only out at the beach for a couple hours before they had to return home, but it was like she could see the tension literally unraveling from Rafe’s body when he wasn’t under the pressure of impressing her parents. They laid out their towels with a little overlap and she had her head on Rafe’s arm as they sprawled out on the beach, uninterrupted. When his phone chimed, he nudged her a little. “Can you grab that?”

Sophie sat up to get his phone from her bag at their feet. “Your dad texted.”

“What does it say?”

“I don’t know your password.”

“You did the Face ID thing for it in France, remember?” He didn’t move a muscle, halfway to falling asleep out in the sun.

She cocked her head, surprised when the phone unlocked. “I thought you would have taken it off, thought it was just for traveling.”

“Nope. I have nothing to hide.” He nudged his sunglasses down and squinted up at her. “What does it say?”

“Oh, right.” She opened his text, frowning a little. “Um, he said he saw you leaving the country club the other day and wants you over for lunch tomorrow.”

“Fuck.” He muttered, sitting up with a sigh and took the phone from her to read over the text to see if there were any undertones of him being in trouble. “Okay. You’ll come, right?”

“What - me? I don’t know if that’s really necessary -”

“I’ve been with your family all weekend.”

She frowned more, tucking her knees up to her chest. “I thought you wanted to stay with my family.”

“I do, I do!” He backtracked quickly, reaching out and skimming his hand over her arm. “But I want you to come with me.”

“Rafe…” She started, hesitant, but gave in once she saw his pleading look. “Alright. I’ll go, but I doubt he’ll want me there.”

“He’ll be fine.” Rafe shot off a quick reply to his dad, satisfied when Ward liked the message in response. “It’ll be fine. It’s just lunch.”

“Mmhmm.” She didn’t bring up how he sounded like he was reassuring himself more than anything. She stood, offering her hand. “Come on, swim with me.”

He kissed the back of it before taking it and hauling himself up. “I love you. You know that?”

“I know, baby. I always know.”

_____

Later that night, Sophie sat across from her dad as they got dinner ready. She’d informed him she and Rafe were going to Ward’s house tomorrow for lunch and her dad had merely replied with a noncommittal hum, asked her how she felt, and nodded again when she replied with a wary shrug.

“I never liked the idea of you dating.” Jeff told her as he sliced up watermelon for their dinner that night. Rafe paused around the corner, sent to the garage to grab charcoal for the grill, not wanting to interrupt.

“Dad.” She whined a little, embarrassed, but didn’t move from her spot across the kitchen counter.

“I didn’t, you’re my little girl. But I like Rafe, a lot. He’s a good kid, Sophie, keep him around.”

“I’m planning on it.” She murmured.

“You love him?” Jeff inquired, pausing his cutting of the watermelon for a moment. She merely nodded to respond with a blush and a smile and Rafe nearly walked out then just so he could see the look on her face, desperately craving the confirmation.

“He makes me...I just…” Sophie tripped over her words a little, tugging at the loose threads on her jean shorts. “I feel safe with him. With Luke, or Peter, you know, I -”

“I try not to remember them.” Her dad quipped with a smile, making her roll her eyes. “Go on.”

“Just, with them I didn’t really see much past what we had. But with Rafe, it’s different. Like, I know he’ll stick by my side. For...a while.” She decided, giving her dad a shy but eager smile.

“Well, when that time comes, I’ll be happy to have him in the family.” Jeff told her decisively.

“Me too.” She murmured, then hopped up from her chair. “I’m gonna go find him, he’s probably still rooting around the garage for the charcoal.”

Rafe carefully stepped back a few steps, just enough to quickly shut the door to the garage loudly and stroll in with a sense of purpose like he hadn’t just overheard the whole conversation. “Found it! Sorry, took me a second.”

“I thought you got lost.” She beamed at him, seeming to regard him in a different light for a moment.

He stood taller under her adoring gaze, smiling back. “Nope. Where do you want this, Mr. Flint?”

“Backyard’s fine. Know how to work the grill, Rafe?” Jeff set down the knife and pushed the watermelon toward Sophie so she could take over.

“Uh, not sure, I’ve only ever used electric.”

“C’mon then, let me show you how it’s done.” He clapped a hand on Rafe’s shoulder as he passed to lead the way out to the backyard.

____

Sophie was hardly able to sleep all night, so she crept into Rafe’s room around 1am, careful to only open the door just enough so it wouldn’t creak. “Rafe?”

He was awake too, just barely, and rolled over to greet her, whispering. “Hey. Why are you still up?”

“Can’t sleep.” She mumbled and crawled into his bed without invitation, laying on top of him and placed her head over his heart. He hesitated for a moment but eventually wrapped his arms around her, holding her close. “Me either.”

“Are you nervous?” She asked.

“For lunch? A little, yeah. But I don’t sleep well without you anyways.” He confessed, playing with the ends of her hair.

“That’s no good.” She traced little patterns on his chest. “Your dad hates me. Right?”

“I don’t think so.” He pressed a kiss to the crown of her head, not bothering to add that he wasn’t sure she was even enough on his radar for Ward to consider hating her. “You need to sleep, sweet girl.”

“So do you.”

“You’re not supposed to be in here.”

She raised her arm with her watch aimlessly. “I set an alarm for six. I’ll go back to my room then.”

“Okay. Sweet dreams, angel.” He kept playing with her hair until he heard her breathing slow and deepen, and only let himself fall asleep an hour after, once he was sure they wouldn’t be caught.

_______

Later that day, after anxiously pacing the house all morning, Sophie was squeezing the life out of his hand as they walked up to his front door. He pressed a kiss to her temple before letting them in. “Soph. It’s okay.”

“Your dad hates me.” She told him with a straight face.

“He - I don’t think that’s true.” He faltered, punching in the code to the front door and toed it open when it unlocked. “This isn’t fun for me either, can you please help me out and not break my hand?”

“Right! Right, sorry.” She let go of him right away, letting him shake out his hand. “Here, let me -” She reached up to fix his hair and he jerked away, startled.

“He says it looks better gelled, don’t -”

“I’m not, I’m just fixing -” She carefully pushed a stray strand back into place and he gave her a grateful smile when he felt it. “Okay. We’re okay?”

“We’re good. Go ahead.” She nodded and followed him in, taking his hand when he reached out for hers.

Ward spotted them first, coming in from the kitchen with two wine glasses in his hands. “Rafe! Do you want wine? Um...Savannah…?”

Rafe’s face fell and his shoulders dropped as he clutched her hand a little tighter. “Her name is Sophie, Dad. I’ve only told you that at least ten times.”

“It’s okay.” She excused quickly with an overly polite smile. “We’ve only met once, at your Christmas party.”

“Right, right, I remember.” Ward nodded and set the glasses down at the table. “I’ll get you both a glass, hold on. Rose!” He called out, going back into the kitchen.

Rafe gave her an apologetic glance and she shook her head quickly. “It’s fine. Doesn’t matter.”

“It does matter.”

“Yes, well, it’s fine. Are Sarah and Wheezie here?”

“I already asked, Sarah’s back at school and Wheezie got out of this to hang out with some friends.” He had texted them the night before for support, but had no luck.

“Okay.” She reached up and stroked her thumb over his cheek, whispering. “Relax your shoulders for me, baby.”

“Right.” He nodded, but stayed tense. Rose returned with Ward a few moments later, with the whole bottle in hand and two empty glasses. “Rafe, you’re here. Sophie, hello, are you still jetlagged from your trip?”

“Um, no.” Sophie replied curtly. “We’ve been back for a few days now.”

“Oh, you just looked a little tired. Maybe it’s the lighting.” Rose gave her a sweet smile and gestured around, although the entire dining room was filled with natural light.

“Maybe.” Sophie forced herself to agree, sitting after Rafe pulled out her chair for her. All their plates were already set out with individual portions, and she noticed there was more salad on her plate than anyone else’s, but didn’t dare say a thing.

“Tell me about your internship, Rafe. You didn’t leave early for the trip, did you?” Ward asked, starting to eat and Sophie took that as an invitation to start as well. When she reached for the wrong fork, Rafe tried to subtly reach out and push the other one toward her.

“No, I finished it then went out to Spain. The internship was good, I learned a lot. I have a job offer from them.”

“You’re not accepting, of course.” Rose replied, then raised her eyebrows at his pause to answer. “Right? Aren’t you coming home after graduation to work with your father?”

“I have a couple options.” Rafe replied vaguely, taking a larger sip of wine than what was considered polite.

To his surprise, Ward nodded in agreement. “You can explore a few things before you come home, it’ll give you more experience for joining the board. A year or so after graduation, that’s fine.”

“You’ll let him swan around instead of doing his job?”

“A couple years won’t hurt anything. He’s in supply chain, Rose, it’s relevant work.”

Rafe had a small smile as he picked at his food with the fork, then lifted his head. “What if I didn’t get a job in supply chain? To start?”

Ward fixed him with a stern gaze. “If this is about your minor, I don’t want to hear it.”

His smile dropped as quickly as he’d found it. “No, yeah, supply chain is smart.”

Rose glanced between the two of them, then cocked her head at Sophie. “What are you studying?”

“I’m in architecture.” Sophie replied, tensing a little.

“Oh. That’s cute. I’ve been looking to hire someone to help decorate our parlor, actually -”

“It’s, um, designing buildings, not interior decorating. It requires a master’s.” Sophie cut her off, with a little more edge to her voice than necessary.

Rose nodded. “Right. What’s the starting salary, around 30k? It’s a good thing you’re with Rafe, you won’t have to sacrifice for a tiny apartment once you graduate.”

Sophie flinched, stabbing her fork into the salad harder than necessary. “It depends on the firm.”

Rafe stayed silent, staring at his wine glass. They all sat there quietly as the clinks of their forks and their glasses echoed in the room for a few moments as they all ate, or pushed around the food on their plates.

“Rafe.”

His head snapped up at Ward. “Yes sir.”

“Are you still wanting the plane and the house for your fall break?”

Sophie didn’t dare look up to show the surprise flash across her face.

“Yes, sir, if that’s alright. It’s just a small group.” Rafe replied, nodding quickly. “I’ll do that remote work like you asked, call into the meetings if you need me to.”

“That’ll work.” Ward nodded. “You haven’t taken Sophie down there, just Brooklyn, right?”

“Mm. Yeah. That was a while ago.” Rafe sighed. “I haven’t dated her in over a year.”

“You’ll love it, Sophie,” Rose smiled at her. “It’s the best, so luxurious. You’re probably not used to it so it’ll be a treat.”

She bit the inside of her cheek, hard. “Right.”

Rafe glanced down at his watch as he briefly squeezed her knee under the table. “Thank you for having us over for lunch, Dad, Rose, but we have to catch our flight tonight and haven’t packed up yet. Sophie’s dad is driving us to the airport.”

“Alright.” Ward rose from his chair at the same time as his son, nodding. “Call me, okay? Check in once in a while?”

“Yeah, Dad, of course.” Rafe relaxed into the hug with his dad, pulling away with a broad smile. “Maybe you could come up for parent’s weekend this year.”

“I’ll check the calendar. Sophie, it was nice to see you again.” Ward walked them both out and she was unbelievably stiff as she shook his hand, her jaw set. When they walked out hand in hand again to her dad’s car, parked at the very end of the drive, she stayed quiet.

Rafe slid into the car with her and gave her a grin, like the weight had been lifted from his shoulders. “That wasn’t bad, right? I expected much worse!”

“Yeah.” She nodded weakly, staring ahead at his house out the window. “Can we go?”

He started the car with a frown, reaching out to place his hand on her thigh but she shifted away. “Sophie. What’s up?”

“Let’s just get home.” She offered a fake smile that he saw through right away, but he didn’t press it.

The rest of the drive was quiet as Rafe turned the radio up and tried to ignore her leg jittering anxiously and how she kept switching her ring from finger to finger, a constant nervous habit of hers. When he pulled into the driveway at her house, he reached out again and stilled her leg. “Sophie.”

“You didn’t say a thing.” She murmured to herself, not looking at him.

“What do you mean?” He frowned and reached out to take her hand.

Sophie pulled back a little, but turned to look at him. “Nothing, it’s fine. I’m glad it went well with your dad.”

“But…”

She leaned forward and gave him a short kiss and a smile to match, shaking her head. “You said it yourself, we have to go pack. Come on.” She got out of the car and didn’t give him a second glance backward as she strode into the house.

Rafe sat there and watched, dumbfounded and unsure of what he’d done.

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[mostlysignssomeportents]

A new contract for land

Economists of every stripe, from Marx to Milton Friedman, have a consensus on the nature of land: "Land is a natural commons — it belongs to everyone, and that land value (rents) should be recaptured by the community, who create the value in the first place."

When your property becomes more valuable, it has virtually nothing to do with any action you've taken. Even the most ambitious home-improvement shifts house prices by small margins.

What DOES increase land value is what everyone else does: the businesses, schools, amenities, transit links, street furniture, planning, and other improvements made to your land's LOCATION.

This was driven home for me a couple years ago when we bought and thorougly renovated a home in LA after an overseas move. We'd insured our personal effects, and we'd done major renos, and we'd just closed on the house, so (thought) I knew what the renos and goods were worth.

Then I took out earthquake insurance, which covers the house and contents - but not the land - and I was amazed to learn that everything apart from the lot was worth a tiny slice of the total. Land is where the value is, and that value comes from the community, not the owner.

In "A New Land Contract," Alastair Parvin's talk at Civic Square's 'Department of Dreams,' in Jun, Parvin develops this observation along with the history of land development to lay bare some truths that have been made far more obvious by the crisis.

https://medium.com/@AlastairParvin/a-new-land-contract-684c3ba1f1b3

Housing is remarkable expensive, and getting more expensive all the time. When the crisis came, the UK (and US) governments bailed out mortgage borrowers (including virtually every landlord) but not their renters.

"As taxpayers we’re pouring billions of pounds of life support into the economy, but a huge chunk of it is just being paid straight on to private landlords. If you think of the economy as a bucket, it’s like having a huge hole in the bottom of it. Or rather, the top."

All the injustices that we see in the world - racial wealth gaps, gender gaps, etc - are magnified by this dynamic. If you're a landlord, you're overwhelmingly likely to be white. If you're brown or Black, you're overwhelmingly likely to be a tenant.

Rising land prices extract a fee from every business and ever renter, a fee just for being alive and conducting your affairs. It's a tax on life, levied by private landowners, and that is literally by design.

The modern system of land-ownership has its origins in feudalism: specifically, it was how William the Conqueror could afford his army. Rather than keeping a standing army, he gave nobles a contract giving them dominion over some land and its residents.

The noble was obliged to contribute soldiers to the king on demand, and in return, he was empowered to extract any rent he chose from the people on the deeded land. The origin of "feudal" is feudalis: Latin for "fee." Feudal means "rent-based."

Modern states updated this system, doing everything - anything - to keep property values high, especially loosening finance rules to allow lenders to pump titanic sums into the property market. Home ownership is an intensely political goal, the cornerstone of Thatcherism.

Not just ownership of your home, but ownership of someone else's: the "income property" that provides "passive income" that you can leave to your kids: the heritable right to tax other people for being alive.

Today, the UK is a nation dependent on the "business" of taxing people and firms for simply existing - that is, rentierism. 83% of the total wealth of the UK is land. The UK spends  £71bn on rent and £67bn on mortgages per year, enough to pay for a whole other NHS.

Meanwhile, the grossly inadequate housing benefit costs  £23b/year - more than is spent annually on the UK highways, police and military combined - all to try to address the social crisis created by rentierism.

Talking about property this way may sound weird, but it's actually pretty mainstream, historically speaking. Here's Winston Churchill on the subject:

"To not one of those improvements does the land monopolist… contribute, and yet by every one of them the value of his land is enhanced. He renders no service to the community, he contributes nothing to the general welfare, he contributes nothing to the process from which his own enrichment is derived."

Nor does this problem lack for solutions. As Parvin points out, there is a longstanding, well-theorized movement to replace landlords with land STEWARDS, "effectively renting a piece of land from Everyone for as long as you want it, paying the community for its use."

Pavin enumerates many of the proposals to make this shift:

* Public land buy-backs, at a savings of £6b/year in public subsidies and £35b/year in rents

* Land value capture, local govts buying ex-industrial land and developing it for community use, saving £9.3b/year

* Soft landings: a national land trust that slowly buys land from under peoples' homes and leases it back

* Fairhold (Pavin's new proposal): local governments buy land and license it to stewards who pay fair rents

As Pavin points out, land ownership is at the root of inaction on climate: "we will need to fix this obsolete right of extraction that is coded into the foundations of our society, this dysfunction that is coded into the foundations of our economy this injustice that is coded into the foundations of our democracy."

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[roman-catholic-mass-readings]

11th July >> Mass Readings (USA)

Saint Benedict, Abbot 

on 

Thursday, Fourteenth Week in Ordinary Time.

Thursday, Fourteenth Week in Ordinary Time

(Liturgical Colour: White)

(Readings for the feria (Thursday)

There is a choice today between the readings for the ferial day (Thursday) and those for the memorial. The ferial readings are recommended unless pastoral reasons suggest otherwise)

First Reading

Genesis 44:18-21, 23b-29; 45:1-5

It was really for the sake of saving lives that God sent me here ahead of you.

Judah approached Joseph and said: “I beg you, my lord, let your servant speak earnestly to my lord, and do not become angry with your servant, for you are the equal of Pharaoh. My lord asked your servants, ‘Have you a father, or another brother?’ So we said to my lord, ‘We have an aged father, and a young brother, the child of his old age. This one’s full brother is dead, and since he is the only one by that mother who is left, his father dotes on him.’ Then you told your servants, ‘Bring him down to me that my eyes may look on him. Unless your youngest brother comes back with you, you shall not come into my presence again.’ When we returned to your servant our father, we reported to him the words of my lord.

“Later, our father told us to come back and buy some food for the family. So we reminded him, ‘We cannot go down there; only if our youngest brother is with us can we go, for we may not see the man if our youngest brother is not with us.’ Then your servant our father said to us, ‘As you know, my wife bore me two sons. One of them, however, disappeared, and I had to conclude that he must have been torn to pieces by wild beasts; I have not seen him since. If you now take this one away from me, too, and some disaster befalls him, you will send my white head down to the nether world in grief.’“

Joseph could no longer control himself in the presence of all his attendants, so he cried out, “Have everyone withdraw from me!” Thus no one else was about when he made himself known to his brothers. But his sobs were so loud that the Egyptians heard him, and so the news reached Pharaoh’s palace. “I am Joseph,” he said to his brothers. “Is my father still in good health?” But his brothers could give him no answer, so dumbfounded were they at him.

“Come closer to me,” he told his brothers. When they had done so, he said: “I am your brother Joseph, whom you once sold into Egypt. But now do not be distressed, and do not reproach yourselves for having sold me here. It was really for the sake of saving lives that God sent me here ahead of you.”

The Word of the Lord

R/ Thanks be to God.

Responsorial Psalm

Psalm 105:16-17, 18-19, 20-21

R/ Remember the marvels the Lord has done.

or

R/ Alleluia.

When the Lord called down a famine on the land

and ruined the crop that sustained them,

He sent a man before them,

Joseph, sold as a slave.

R/ Remember the marvels the Lord has done.

or

R/ Alleluia.

They had weighed him down with fetters,

and he was bound with chains,

Till his prediction came to pass

and the word of the Lord proved him true.

R/ Remember the marvels the Lord has done.

or

R/ Alleluia.

The king sent and released him,

the ruler of the peoples set him free.

He made him lord of his house

and ruler of all his possessions.

R/ Remember the marvels the Lord has done.

or

R/ Alleluia.

Gospel Acclamation

Mark 1:15

Alleluia, alleluia.

The Kingdom of God is at hand:

repent and believe in the Gospel.

Alleluia, alleluia.

Gospel

Matthew 10:7-15

Without cost you have received; without cost you are to give.

Jesus said to his Apostles: “As you go, make this proclamation: ‘The Kingdom of heaven is at hand.’ Cure the sick, raise the dead, cleanse the lepers, drive out demons. Without cost you have received; without cost you are to give. Do not take gold or silver or copper for your belts; no sack for the journey, or a second tunic, or sandals, or walking stick. The laborer deserves his keep. Whatever town or village you enter, look for a worthy person in it, and stay there until you leave. As you enter a house, wish it peace. If the house is worthy, let your peace come upon it; if not, let your peace return to you. Whoever will not receive you or listen to your words – go outside that house or town and shake the dust from your feet. Amen, I say to you, it will be more tolerable for the land of Sodom and Gomorrah on the day of judgment than for that town.”

The Gospel of the Lord

R/ Praise to you, Lord Jesus Christ.

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Saint Benedict, Abbot 

(Liturgical Colour: White)

(Readings for the memorial

There is a choice today between the readings for the ferial day (Thursday) and those for the memorial. The ferial readings are recommended unless pastoral reasons suggest otherwise)

First Reading

Proverbs 2:1-9

Inclining your heart to understanding.

My son, if you receive my words

and treasure my commands,

Turning your ear to wisdom,

inclining your heart to understanding;

Yes, if you call to intelligence,

and to understanding raise your voice;

If you seek her like silver,

and like hidden treasures search her out:

Then will you understand the fear of the Lord;

the knowledge of God you will find;

For the Lord gives wisdom,

from his mouth come knowledge and understanding;

He has counsel in store for the upright,

he is the shield of those who walk honestly,

Guarding the paths of justice,

protecting the way of his pious ones.

Then you will understand rectitude and justice,

honesty, every good path.

The Word of the Lord

R/ Thanks be to God.

Responsorial Psalm

Psalm 34:2-3, 4-5, 6-7, 8-9, 10-11

R/ I will bless the Lord at all times.

or

R/ Taste and see the goodness of the Lord.

I will bless the Lord at all times;

his praise shall be ever in my mouth.

Let my soul glory in the Lord;

the lowly will hear and be glad.

R/ I will bless the Lord at all times.

or

R/ Taste and see the goodness of the Lord.

Glorify the Lord with me,

let us together extol his name.

I sought the Lord, and he answered me

and delivered me from all my fears.

R/ I will bless the Lord at all times.

or

R/ Taste and see the goodness of the Lord.

Look to him that you may be radiant with joy,

and your faces may not blush with shame.

When the poor one called out, the Lord heard,

and from all his distress he saved him.

R/ I will bless the Lord at all times.

or

R/ Taste and see the goodness of the Lord.

The angel of the Lord encamps

around those who fear him, and delivers them.

Taste and see how good the Lord is;

blessed the man who takes refuge in him.

R/ I will bless the Lord at all times.

or

R/ Taste and see the goodness of the Lord.

Fear the Lord, you his holy ones,

for nought is lacking to those who fear him.

The great grow poor and hungry;

but those who seek the Lord want for no good thing.

R/ I will bless the Lord at all times.

or

R/ Taste and see the goodness of the Lord.

Gospel Acclamation

Matthew 5:3

Alleluia, alleluia.

Blessed are the poor in spirit;

the Kingdom of heaven is theirs!

Alleluia, alleluia.

Gospel

Matthew 19:27-29

You who have followed me will receive a hundred times more.

Peter said to Jesus, “We have given up everything and followed you. What will there be for us?” Jesus said to them, “Amen, I say to you that you who have followed me, in the new age, when the Son of Man is seated on his throne of glory, will yourselves sit on twelve thrones, judging the twelve tribes of Israel. And everyone who has given up houses or brothers or sisters or father or mother or children or lands for the sake of my name will receive a hundred times more, and will inherit eternal life.”

The Gospel of the Lord

R/ Praise to you, Lord Jesus Christ.

[levantu]

MONGTÌM ÔNG LÊ VĂN ẨN TUỔI ĐINHSỬU1937(88 tuổi),Bếnđò Cái Keo,chợ HòaBình,Quận5,SàiGòn1960-1962(L07)

FINDING MR. LE VAN AN, AGE 1937 (88 years old), at CaiKeowharf, Hoa Binhmarket, Saigon in the years 1960-1962.

(VIET NAM-ENGLISH)

 TÌM ÔNG LÊ VĂN ẨN 1937 (Ở SÀI GÒN GIAI ĐOẠN 1961-1962).

 - Thời gian: khoảng năm 1960- cuối 1961 (khoảng 23-24 tuổi).

- Địa điểm ông Lê Văn Ẩn ở:

Bến đò Cái Keo, chợ Hòa Bình (không biết có phải là Bến Hàm Tử, Quận 5 không?), thành phố Hồ Chí Minh. Nơi đây tàu ghe của người miền Tây Nam bộ đến bán hàng nông sản của miền Tây và mua hàng hóa của Sài Gòn về bán lại cho các tỉnh Miền Tây.

 - Liên quan Ông Lê Văn Ẩn:

+ Nhà lá, vách lá, sàn ván, cặp mé sông

+ Cha chết, mẹ là bà 3,

+ Chị gái thứ 2 của ông Ẩn, có 02 con (gái đầu lòng, trai), chồng làm nghề xe đẩy,

+ Ông Lê Văn Ẩn thứ 3, tuổi Đinh sửu, sinh năm 1937, đã thôi vợ (có 01 gái lớn,01 con trai nhỏ).Ông Ẩn làm nghề xe đẩy, lùn, da ngăm, mặt chẹt,

+ Ông em thứ 4 là Lê Văn Định, sinh năm 1939, tuổi Kỷ Mão, chưa vợ, có nốt ruồi trên mặt,

 Quý vị ai có thông tin giúp tìm ông Lê Văn Ẩn và gia đình hiện đang ở đâu, xin hậu tạ.

Xin liên hệ: Lê Văn Tư, Cần Thơ,

23B/1, khu vực 3, An Bình, Ninh kiều, Cần Thơ.

ĐT: 0989577088

Email: levantu7979@gmail.com

Facebook: Lê Văn Tư.

 Rất biết ơn LÊ VĂN TƯ-LÃO GIÀ NGÃ BẢY SÀI GÒN.

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 ENGLISH

 FINDING MR. LE VAN AN, AGE 1937 (88 years old), at Cai Keo wharf, Hoa Binh market, Saigon in the years 1960-1962.

  FINDING MR. LE VAN AN 1937 (IN SAIGON PERIOD 1961-1962).

 - Time: around 1960 - 1961,

- Mr. Le Van An's location:

Cai Keo wharf, Hoa Binh market (I wonder if it is Ham Tu wharf, District 5?), Ho Chi Minh City. Here, boats of people from the Southwest come to sell agricultural products from the West and buy goods from Saigon to resell to the Western provinces.

 - Related to Mr. Le Van An:

+ Thatched houses, leaf walls, plank floors, river banks

+ Father died, mother name is grandmother 3,

+ Mr. An's sister, himsister name “2”, she has 2 children (first daughter, son), her husband works as a cart,

+ The 3rd Mr. Le Van An, born in 1937, married anh divorce (has 1 older daughter, 1 younger son). Mr. An works as a cart driver, short, dark-skinned, flat-faced,

+ The 4th brother is Le Van Dinh, born in 1939, born in the year of the Cat, unmarried, with a mole on his face.

 If anyone has information to help find Mr. Le Van An and his family's whereabouts, we would like to thank you.

Please contact: Le Van Tu, Can Tho,

23B/1, area 3, An Binh, Ninh Kieu, Can Tho.

Phone: 0989577088

Email: levantu7979@gmail.com

Facebook: Le Van Tu.

 Very grateful to LE VAN TU - THE OLD MAN OF SAIGON SEVEN FORCES.

(Posted in Can Tho, June 5, 2024)

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