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Apr 21, 2021 09:10PM
"I was born here in Paris," Barbara said, giving a small nod. "My parents had me very young. My mother especially loved Paris so I grew up here. My mother and father moved overseas once my father's job required him to but I stayed behind." She knew she could have moved with them, but in that point of her life she just didn't feel like she could. She had to stay back here where she was trying to get the rest of her life figured out; going to school, getting a job, and maybe finding someone to marry. And maybe after all of that she would move out to see her parents again. She did visit them occasionally but it was very expensive for a ticket to take a spot on a ship. Besides, it would be lonely.
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"They are over in America!" Barbara said. "I do not know much about the American states, unfortunately. Do your parents still live in America where you are from?" she asked. The war had ended a long time ago, when her own parents were young adults, so she had been much too young to remember much. "I was too young. But I heard my parents talk about it sometimes. They would tell me small bits about it when I asked. Mostly I could see the stress lines on their faces. What about you? How did it affect you?"
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"My parents live in...the east," Barbara said after thinking a moment. She really needed to visit them again someday. She'd write a letter to send to them and a mail ship could take it. "Yes. That is the sad reality about war. I am glad you were young, too. Otherwise our lives would have been disrupted so much more." They had arrived at her apartment by now and she lived on the second floor. The building looked old, but some flowers grew out front around some shrubs. "Here we are. I am A12," she said, pointing. She smiled shyly at him and fixed her skates. "Thank you. I had fun tonight. I will see you in class tomorrow?" She asked. Then once they split up she headed up to her door and slipped inside, locking it for the night.
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Barbara had just gotten to class and was sitting down in her seat beside a few other students. She saw Richard and shyly waved to him. Unfortunately they couldn't go sit together but once class was over, they could talk. Class wasn't very long but it was interesting. When it finished, she packed her things away and stood, heading to the door after thanking the teacher. She wasn't busy after and she paused to see if Richard wanted to go to get lunch while they waited for their next class.
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Barbara met Richard in the hall. "We could go get sandwiches at that deli place across from the school," she suggested. She actually was hoping that he'd agree because she was enjoying his company, as shy as she was acting herself. "I don't mind." She shrugged, and the two of them began walking side by side towards the doors of the school.
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Barbara shyly shook her head. She did not think it was wrong for him to enjoy her company. Besides, she was feeling the same way and was also enjoying his company. As they got in line at the deli and stared at the menu, Barbara felt his hand slip cautiously into hers. She smiled a bit, finding that she did not mind holding hands with him. "Well, I usually have a chicken salad sandwich but there are many choices. There is ham and cheese, swiss, bacon, whatever type of sandwich you like, almost." She gestured at the menu. "Or, if you do not want a sandwich, we have very good soup or pasta."
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Barbara walked over to the table with him and sat down across from Richard. She smiled at him. "Not really," she admitted. "I haven't thought much about it. It was just school, lunch, and then whatever. What about you?" She asked while they waited for their lunch to arrive. The waiter would bring it over. Meanwhile, she looked down at their hands. She hoped hers wasn't cold because often her hands were and it was a bit awkward.
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"You don't get in trouble doing that?" Barbara looked surprised. What if something happened and he was busy working on homework to catch or see whatever was the issue in time? She knew that she wouldn't be brave enough to risk that. "Let's go eat outside. It is so beautiful today," she said, smiling and standing up with him. She offered to take the tray of food and they walked outside together. Barbara sat down at a picnic table underneath a large tree, taking her sandwich and drink. "So, tell me more about yourself," Barb asked after she silently prayed for her meal. "What else do you do besides guard duty?"
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"Well that's good," Barb said with a smile. She ate her sandwich, making a sound because of how delicious it was. She loved going to this deli place. "I'm a Christadelphian. I always pray for my meals because who knows where the next one comes from. I'm thankful for being able to eat." She smiled again as they ate. "You must let me pay for this date," Barbara said, putting her hand on the table.
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"It means follower of Christ," Barb said. She nodded. "There are always so many people who are starving or hungry somewhere and I think we too often take what we do have for an advantage. We don't even deserve to be alive but we are, so we should be thankful for everything." She covered her mouth with a hand and laughed lightly. "You are too funny. You know I wouldn't have minded." She nodded, though. She too was enjoying these dates with Richard. Barb hadn't thought she'd be going on dates like this but now she was. Surprises were always around the corner. She smiled when he took her hand and rubbed it gently with her thumb. "We could do this more often."
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"We are a little different than Christians but yes, they do have very similar meanings." Barbara listened as he explained his side of being thankful, and she nodded. "That is true. We shouldn't be worried about everything all the time because no, that isn't healthy. But it's good to remember where it all comes from." She tilted her head and finished her food, watching as Richard still ate. She blushed at his compliment. "We don't necessarily need to go and buy stuff every time or go to a place that costs money. I think that even hanging out like going to the park or the beach or wherever for free would be fun, too. But of course, only if you like doing that." She smiled at him. "Thank you. You are as well and I appreciate it."
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"Some things, like we believe we don't go to heaven when we die, and we do not agree with the Trinity, and that a supernatural devil isn't actually what makes us sin, it's our own selves that do." Barbara chuckled softly. "Thank you. You are too kind, you know. You know, I'm not a great swimmer myself, but it would be fun to walk in the sand." Her eyes lit up. "It would be fun! We should go tomorrow after school." She squeezed his hand and beamed at him. Richard was fun to hang out with and he was making her feel less shy because he was comfortable to be around.
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"I don't know, are you allowed?" Barbara stretched her arms out with a smirk across her face. "I'll pack it tomorrow. But you need to bring yours, too. And a towel." When her food was also finished she stacked it on the tray. They would need to take it inside once they were all done with sitting at the table. "I don't know. I don't have any plans. We could just walk around if you want. The weather is nice."
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"If I am," Barbara chuckled. He could only be saying that because he was trying to be nice. It didn't mean she was. "How come you think it's funny?" She asked curiously, then went to pay inside. When she came out she started heading back to their table. Another guy around their ages walked over and threw his arm around her. "Hey, darling," he said (in French) with a big smile, and pulled her in for a kiss.
"Get away from me, you horrible man!" Barbara exclaimed (in French), shoving away from him to escape. "I will punch you!" She still spoke in French, her tone angry and upset. She tried pushing him away.
"Get away from me, you horrible man!" Barbara exclaimed (in French), shoving away from him to escape. "I will punch you!" She still spoke in French, her tone angry and upset. She tried pushing him away.
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The man yelled something rude at Richard and quickly hurried off, leaving them alone. He seemed very angry that Richard had intervened. Barbara brushed down the front of herself and huffed out a breath. "I am okay," she said finally, having switched back to English. "Thank you. That horrible man..."
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"His name is Laurent and he wanted to be my beau some years ago. When I told him no because he was too pushy, I broke his heart and he is sick inside his mind. His brain...does not work well like some?" Barbara tried explaining. It was harder to explain in English for her. "Thank you," she said with a smile, relieved that he had come to help her. "You made him go away." She sat down at the table and squeezed his hand.
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"I suppose he is a...what is the word?" Barbara asked, forgetting what the specific word he used was. She was grateful that he was here. Barb reached her free hand up and tugged on one of her curls. It was a nervous habit. Then she smiled a tiny bit at him. "I will be okay. And I will tell you if I need space. So far you have been quite the gentleman." She stared off over towards the gardens and sighed softly.
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"A stalker is a creep?" Barbara asked. It wasn't like she was dumb but English wasn't her first language and sometimes some of the words were a bit confusing to her. She just wanted to be sure. "I want remember," she said, then nodded. "Yes, you are kind." She smiled and twisted a finger again in her hair. "Thank you. That is very sweet." She studied his face for a moment. "You look very nice, too."
The following day after school, Barbara was waiting outside on a bench with a bag packed for the beach. She'd brought some snacks along as well as some water and her bathing suit, towel, and flip flops. She was still wearing her dress from earlier and would change. It was the perfect day because the weather was sunny and hot despite it being around September. She was excited and looking forward to hanging out with Richard.
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Barbara giggled. "I'm doing well, thank you. And how are you?" She stood and swung her bag over her shoulder again. "We have the whole rest of the day. I thought we could go over to Normandy. It is only a little bit away but it'll be fun to drive there together. Follow me." She led the way down the street and back to her apartment since she just walked to school, and up to her car. "It's an hours drive to the coast," she said. She tossed her bag in the back. "I brought sandwiches and snacks for lunch if you're interested," she said, climbing aboard.
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((Barbara has the swimsuit on the far left, the polka dot one: https://i.pinimg.com/236x/23/2b/48/23...))
Barbara smiled again. "Great! Lemonade will go perfectly with our little trip." Before driving forward, she put a pair of sunglasses on and then started the car. They headed off, rolling down the pavement and heading to Normandy. She hummed while she drove, pointing out little landmarks to Richard on the way.
Barbara smiled again. "Great! Lemonade will go perfectly with our little trip." Before driving forward, she put a pair of sunglasses on and then started the car. They headed off, rolling down the pavement and heading to Normandy. She hummed while she drove, pointing out little landmarks to Richard on the way.
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"I only had it once," Barbara said with a smile. "When my parents came back to visit a few years ago they made lemonade for my to try. Very tasty. And thank you," she said with a smile. She thought a moment. "That is a hard question. I like to listen to a wide variety of musicians." She turned the car down a less busy road, one that was a long stretch in one direction
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Barbara smiled as he listed the music he enjoyed listening to. She nodded. "Some day when I go to America you will have to show me some of your favorite music. Édith Giovanna Gassion is a well known singer here. She is also an actress!" she explained. "I apologize if I do not always have lots to say. Or maybe I am not so interesting."
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"It would be fun to travel there someday," Barbara nodded. "I don't have any with me right now but she is popular." She did look surprised and turned her head to watch him for a half second before focusing on the road again. "So about the trinity. We were going to speak about this before we met Laurent, was that not true? The Trinity just really makes no sense at all to me. How could you possibly be three different beings and then all the same at the same time?" She thought a moment. "That would be like you, me, and Laurent all being the exact same person but not at the same time. It certainly baffles me."
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"I believe that Jesus is the son of God," Barbara said honestly. She turned and put her signal on. "We are told that throughout the bible as well. He is holy, and he does have that power, but that power is given by God, who is his Father. But because Jesus has the Holy Spirit power given from God, that does not mean he is God. The Trinity says that God, Jesus, and the Holy Spirit are one being. I don't see how they could be the same being but different at the same time."
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Barbara looked confused. "God is the son of Himself? Why would He do that?" She cocked her head. "I have never heard of Arian Christians before. My way of explaining what I believe about them is that God is the Creator of the entire universe and everything in it. His power is called the Holy Spirit. Then God chose Mary, a mortal human, to give birth to God's mortal son, Jesus. Jesus could sin like us but he did not and he had God's power, the Holy Spirit, to perform miracles. When Jesus died and was raised, then God made Jesus immortal. God and Jesus work together for the same purpose but they are not the same beings." She paused at a stop sign.
