jumped for joy. For some strange reason this gave him energy also, and he began to jump with joy. He had no clue what the lesson was but he assumed it was patience. With that in mind he stopped jumping and looked at her. When Emma saw this she stopped on one foot and looked at him with confusion in her eyes.
"What is it Jonathen?" His face was stern and serious, which scared Emma slightly.
"I want to know how you know my name, why you're here truly, and what this nonsense of Forbidden Fruit is. Now not later, and don't make excuses either, cause I'll kick ya off my property faster then a twister could."
Emma had never had a student request anything like this. But, being his teacher, she was inclined to answer all questions she was asked. So she motioned for him to sit down and she too sat down, on the porch. With a sigh she began to answer each question as best as she could.
"I know your name because they told me." She pointed up at the sky. He looked too but Emma could tell he didn't believe her. Emma thought deep and hard and Jonathen could see it in her face. He thought about what it would be like if she was really telling the truth.
"Who are they?" He asked as he sat down with her. Emma lowered her hand and began to rely a secret she hoped she would have had to never tell.
"They are a group of people that live on a separate world. A separate plane. This plane is the world in which your "God" lives on. He, and his council pick certain "Angels" to come down in a human form and train certain human individuals for a special project he has created. I am one of the "Angels" that were chosen. Are you following all of this?" Emma took this moment to look over at Jonathen. His mouth was agape and one could tell that he was in shock. His eyes told it all. They seemed to dim with disbelief. Emma took a sigh and gathered her emotions. She didn't even look at Jonathen as she began to walk down the porch and down the stone path that led away from his property. Jonathen had been thinking about everything, and he wanted proof.
"EMMA!" He cried after her as he ran towards her. He layed his hand on her shoulder to stop her from moving and she collapsed in a heap in which Jonathen had to quickly
"What is it Jonathen?" His face was stern and serious, which scared Emma slightly.
"I want to know how you know my name, why you're here truly, and what this nonsense of Forbidden Fruit is. Now not later, and don't make excuses either, cause I'll kick ya off my property faster then a twister could."
Emma had never had a student request anything like this. But, being his teacher, she was inclined to answer all questions she was asked. So she motioned for him to sit down and she too sat down, on the porch. With a sigh she began to answer each question as best as she could.
"I know your name because they told me." She pointed up at the sky. He looked too but Emma could tell he didn't believe her. Emma thought deep and hard and Jonathen could see it in her face. He thought about what it would be like if she was really telling the truth.
"Who are they?" He asked as he sat down with her. Emma lowered her hand and began to rely a secret she hoped she would have had to never tell.
"They are a group of people that live on a separate world. A separate plane. This plane is the world in which your "God" lives on. He, and his council pick certain "Angels" to come down in a human form and train certain human individuals for a special project he has created. I am one of the "Angels" that were chosen. Are you following all of this?" Emma took this moment to look over at Jonathen. His mouth was agape and one could tell that he was in shock. His eyes told it all. They seemed to dim with disbelief. Emma took a sigh and gathered her emotions. She didn't even look at Jonathen as she began to walk down the porch and down the stone path that led away from his property. Jonathen had been thinking about everything, and he wanted proof.
"EMMA!" He cried after her as he ran towards her. He layed his hand on her shoulder to stop her from moving and she collapsed in a heap in which Jonathen had to quickly
