Journal 72

Tony and I walked out the front door of Bear Country. It was already dark. The night air was a little cool. I wished I had worn a sweater or jacket. I could see people standing around fire barrels in the distance. I wasn’t the only person feeling cold. I stopped at the top of the stairs. Tony encouraged me to proceed. He said we only had a short time to get where we were going. The guards that were behind me tapped me with their spears. So, I moved forward. I asked Tony if the guards were necessary. He just smiled and said the guards were for my safety. He didn’t want anything to happen to me.

Tony, the 2 guards and I practically sprinted up Lafayette Blvd. Tony was walking at an extremely quick pace. He was a man on a mission, and he was in a hurry to get there. I abruptly stopped in the middle of the road. The two guards behind me were practically following my footsteps. They nearly fell over trying to avoid running into me. What’s the rush, I asked? Tony grabbed my hand and drug me along. He said he had something wonderful to show me.