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scars. Hilda knew from first hand experience.
Success was everything to Nathan. That's one thing she learned from their relationship. He lived in a perpetual state of incompleteness. Not only had he wanted to end up in the top ranks of the military, but he wanted her to be the envy of all woman. He was obsessed with his appearance more than he liked to admit. Being attractive, he was more popular than his peers. His friends held him in high esteem and women's attention drifted towards him. He kept himself in impressive shape, and in the midst of his non-Christian friends who she met, she saw that they admired him and he often flaunted his attractiveness, intelligence, and confidence as if they were moral virtues. He was more of a jock than a well-groomed sophisticated individual. But any room he entered he commanded attention and it was as if he counted the number of looks that came his way. He was so proud at how she ensnared attention wherever she went. When he saw her potential as a photographer, he wanted her to become a freelance photographer. She wondered what he would think of her now that she no longer had the passion.
Hilda knew she had to act. Aaron would be joining her next week and she didn't know how long Nathan would be in Guatemala or what he was even doing here. But she couldn't allow Nathan to get too close.
After having Aaron she had experienced hairloss. She felt ashamed and unattractive. Whenever she imagined Nathan she remembered how much he loved her hair, he named her Red. He always commented on how she had a hidden fire and passion inside her. That she made him feel alive. She'd suffered her fair share of harassment as a child because of her hair color and feckless. Nathan was the first person to adore for her looks. When her hair thinned, she'd lost the one quality that he loved about her. She dared not imagine how he would react if her witnessed her thinning hair with its color faded. But Aaron had allowed her to shift her attention away from the superficial changes in herself and love Aaron with all her heart.
She cared little about impressing other people with social status or financial success; she'd been blessed with Aaron.
"Hey, was that your friend from back at the airport?" Abigail approached Hilda. With her plaited brunette hair and a radiant smile, Abigail reminded Hilda of her younger happy-go-lucky self. Hilda had been so preoccupied with mulling over her problems that she was not paying enough attention to God's purpose for having her here – to share the love of Christ.
Hilda pushed aside her problems and smiled. "Yep. He's probably here with the military or something, we didn't speak for long." Hilda struggled to drag the words out. She waved her cell at Abigail.
"Hey, you found it? Where?"
"Well, it was actually Nathan who found it. I dropped it at the airport."
"And he brought it all the way here for you? Wow, now that's chivalry."
"Oh no, I know Nathan. If anything he's doing something with the military."
"Something that happens to be where you're working right after you've left your phone. Did he actually hint that the military is in the area?"
"Abigail. You want me to believe he's traveled all this way just to hand me my cell?"
Abigail gave a quick smile and shrugged.
Hilda felt unsure about her assumption that he was here with the military. She had not seen or heard of their presence. Or maybe he was just on vacation. That was likely.
Chapter 7
To stay sane, Nathan had decided to leave the area. Return to America. It was not too late to take the trip to Hawaii. He needed to leave Hilda to her life, flying to another country just to return her cell was borderline creepy. It had to stop.
Yet Nathan found himself standing outside the local orphanage watching Hilda and three other missionaries playing catch with a group of children. Her red hair was knotted into a bun. She wore a gauzy green blouse and a pair of capris jeans, he found it hard to ignore her. He
Success was everything to Nathan. That's one thing she learned from their relationship. He lived in a perpetual state of incompleteness. Not only had he wanted to end up in the top ranks of the military, but he wanted her to be the envy of all woman. He was obsessed with his appearance more than he liked to admit. Being attractive, he was more popular than his peers. His friends held him in high esteem and women's attention drifted towards him. He kept himself in impressive shape, and in the midst of his non-Christian friends who she met, she saw that they admired him and he often flaunted his attractiveness, intelligence, and confidence as if they were moral virtues. He was more of a jock than a well-groomed sophisticated individual. But any room he entered he commanded attention and it was as if he counted the number of looks that came his way. He was so proud at how she ensnared attention wherever she went. When he saw her potential as a photographer, he wanted her to become a freelance photographer. She wondered what he would think of her now that she no longer had the passion.
Hilda knew she had to act. Aaron would be joining her next week and she didn't know how long Nathan would be in Guatemala or what he was even doing here. But she couldn't allow Nathan to get too close.
After having Aaron she had experienced hairloss. She felt ashamed and unattractive. Whenever she imagined Nathan she remembered how much he loved her hair, he named her Red. He always commented on how she had a hidden fire and passion inside her. That she made him feel alive. She'd suffered her fair share of harassment as a child because of her hair color and feckless. Nathan was the first person to adore for her looks. When her hair thinned, she'd lost the one quality that he loved about her. She dared not imagine how he would react if her witnessed her thinning hair with its color faded. But Aaron had allowed her to shift her attention away from the superficial changes in herself and love Aaron with all her heart.
She cared little about impressing other people with social status or financial success; she'd been blessed with Aaron.
"Hey, was that your friend from back at the airport?" Abigail approached Hilda. With her plaited brunette hair and a radiant smile, Abigail reminded Hilda of her younger happy-go-lucky self. Hilda had been so preoccupied with mulling over her problems that she was not paying enough attention to God's purpose for having her here – to share the love of Christ.
Hilda pushed aside her problems and smiled. "Yep. He's probably here with the military or something, we didn't speak for long." Hilda struggled to drag the words out. She waved her cell at Abigail.
"Hey, you found it? Where?"
"Well, it was actually Nathan who found it. I dropped it at the airport."
"And he brought it all the way here for you? Wow, now that's chivalry."
"Oh no, I know Nathan. If anything he's doing something with the military."
"Something that happens to be where you're working right after you've left your phone. Did he actually hint that the military is in the area?"
"Abigail. You want me to believe he's traveled all this way just to hand me my cell?"
Abigail gave a quick smile and shrugged.
Hilda felt unsure about her assumption that he was here with the military. She had not seen or heard of their presence. Or maybe he was just on vacation. That was likely.
Chapter 7
To stay sane, Nathan had decided to leave the area. Return to America. It was not too late to take the trip to Hawaii. He needed to leave Hilda to her life, flying to another country just to return her cell was borderline creepy. It had to stop.
Yet Nathan found himself standing outside the local orphanage watching Hilda and three other missionaries playing catch with a group of children. Her red hair was knotted into a bun. She wore a gauzy green blouse and a pair of capris jeans, he found it hard to ignore her. He
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