FIND THE FACE 

By Tessa Harvey


    Elfriede followed him, taking a moment to take in the beautiful yellow, orange and red canna lilies outside and the flowering white gum edging the garden. Birds flitted and swooped, calling and twittering. 
    They set the table and assembled the salad. Despite being vaccinated, Bruce had been ill with COVID 19, but was now fully recovered.
    "Our Kinder teacher gave in her notice today," Elfriede began. "She said she is tired of hiding who she really is and what she feels. Another school which believes in students changing to their "correct gender" has asked her to join them." 
    The principal closed her eyes, seeing again the woman's face. 
    Anna from the office was there and Tom, the deputy principal. The teacher's aide, visibly upset, asked to go home.
    Ainslee stated God is dead and we are hiding our faces from the truth of the world as it is, in need of strong leaders to control the people and lead them in the new ways, the new ways of the grand master.
    Elfriede sipped at her cooling coffee, then looked into her husband's warm brown eyes. How blessed I am to know him, she thought.
    "Actually, I asked the board if they would consider you stepping in if you are willing, to teach the Kinder class for a few weeks?"
    "Yes, of course." Bruce drained the last of his coffee, rose and went to watch the glorious sunset of gold and crimson, the clouds like sun-lit sand.
    God is great, he reflected, but I am still nervous. He felt his wife's arms encircle his waist. They stood together. "Dishes, dear!?" he queried. 
She chuckled. "Some things never change. Like God."

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