Prior to the beginning of their unlikely relationship, Jhoi could not imagine having anything to do with a strange guy like Jaxon. Yet, through the counsel of a wise old neighbor, Jhoi will discover the link between navigating intimate friendship and becoming a steward of an era.
A fresh and poignant coming of age novel that will take you on a journey to recapture human innocence.
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“Jhoi, are you ready to love this young man?”
Prior to the beginning of their unlikely relationship, Jhoi, a poetic and guarded young woman, could not imagine having anything to do with a brilliant but strange, admired performer like Jaxon. Yet, despite her reservations, Jhoi soon finds that Jaxon has somehow tapped into her soul. Through the counsel of a shrewd old neighbor, Jhoi will discover the link between navigating intimate friendship and becoming a steward of an era.
Can Jhoi’s journey through love truly unlock the faith it takes to recapture human innocence?
This is a fresh and poignant look at coming of age.
“You’re most Jhoiful when you’re being yourself, you know. Not being afraid. Everybody needs your voice, Jhoi. People listen to you.”
“I don’t always know why they do,” I said, shaking my head. “I’ve yet to do anything phenomenal.”
Jaxon sat up. “What do you mean? You’re an artist. You have words. You even have songs, although you’ve been doing such a great, ridiculous job of keeping them to yourself.”
“Yes, songs and words, and I often wish that I had so much more.” I turned my head to look at Jaxon then. “Words are words.”
“Words are power, bubble head. Words change minds. Words can dominate. They bolster faith. Inability isn’t always the only reason why we fail to do things. Oftentimes, we don’t do anything simply because we no longer believe we can.” Jaxon reached up to lift his hat a little, scratching at his head. “Not everyone we see has to be someone we think must have already ‘arrived’ in every way possible. Sometimes we just need to see someone who still has the faith to tell us that we can get there. We just need someone who believes.”
I stared at Jaxon, not knowing what to say. He stood to his feet, brushing blades of grass from his clothes. “I think our dinner has settled,” he said. “Let’s go for a run.”
“Go for a run?” I looked out at the field. “Now?”
“Of course now. Look around! What time would be better? Come on, darling. This is our world,” Jaxon answered, already beginning to make his way down the hill. “We own this place.”
I watched Jaxon take off through the grass, thinking to remain sitting there and to call after him. Ours? The Bible says that the earth is the Lord’s. But I couldn’t deny the sudden rush of restless vigor that shot through my legs, and before I knew it, I was up and giggling, chasing Jaxon down the hill.
It was possible that any one in our audience of stars or distant city lights may have been wondering what these two, laughing adults were doing, running and playing in a field at night.
I’d never seen Jaxon run before.