The Chosen — 2026-01-08 (Patreon)

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Chapter 31: SO I’LL GO TOO by Will Robertson

Christmas and New Year’s came and went with me sitting here, looking out the windows as the city moved in a steady ebb and flow below. I was a distant onlooker, remembering holidays past.

I didn’t decorate this year. It seemed like a practical decision to not waste the time dragging boxes from storage. I ran holiday scenes from YouTube on my TVs and burned scented candles.

The season came and went—I did get a text from Steve saying things in Dallas were good, though. Andrew called briefly from a base in the Middle East that he isn’t allowed to name.

I’ve often wondered what I did to spoil things so badly. I can’t think of anything. I’d imagine that, therefore, it must be things I didn’t do that lead to the same effect.

Work this week has ramped back up. There’s the post-holiday buzz of catching up and attending to new business. Everyone seems in good spirits, having reconciled myself to this life at home, I suppose I am too.

Yet…

Months ago I thought I should involve myself in a program I learned about—The Pay It Forward Society—that two of my engineering technicians are in. I overheard them talking today.

There’s a weekend trip to Africa coming up on the 16th. I called up Paul Charm and told him I’d be going along.

“About bloody time,” he said.

That was it. No questions asked. A vague outline of the project—install solar water purifiers and let the world know not everyone has safe, easily accessible water.

I can do that. It’s only for a weekend.

So what if I’ll be sixty-four in a few weeks? I’ll just take Monday off.

And for that matter, I’ll assign Merritt and Hannah to work from home that day, looking up… I’ll think of something.

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Chapter 32: GIRL TALK by Emma Knox

There’s been a lot of good things happen to me since I left Mississippi. I gotta say Hannah Madison is right at the top of that list.

Sometimes we say it feels more like being sisters than being roommates. We get along real well and have good talks.

Tonight, we were talking about the future, and she said, “Well, I’ll be twenty-four this year. That’s not really old, but… Done with college… Good job… Maybe grad school next fall… but… don’t you think I could be thinking about finding a husband in the next few years?”

“According to Daddy, you’re nearly an old maid,” I said.

He wanted me to have a better life, and was pushing me toward getting married soon as I turned twenty. She reminded me about the man from London and the gala, then said his brother, Phil, had called.

“He was interested in what The Society does, and we talked about maybe he could get involved someday.”

“Well,” I said, “tell him about Africa and us going to do water purifiers. Maybe he could help?”

She sort of smiled. “I’ll probably do that.”

She went on to go over meeting the doctor and how she was real cautious, then wondered how she’d ever meet someone if she was always doing that. I said I didn’t really have an answer.

“You’re lucky,” she said. “You met a guy right here in the apartments.”

“I know.”

“How are things going with you guys?” she asked.

“Oh,” I said, “Everything is fine. We’re not rushing. It’s good we get along so well… I can’t complain.”

“You don’t sound really excited,” she said.

“I think we’re past that. We’re in the steady and nice place. He’s really great, you know. Kind. Mature in his faith. I think he thinks about others more than he thinks about himself.”

“He’s a good engineer, too,” Hannah replied. “And you’re happy?”

I nodded. “Things are real good. It’s a peaceful kind of thing, you know?”

She nodded, and we changed the topic to the Africa trip, and I figure you’ll hear your fill of that, so I’ll wrap up here.

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