Nothing could CLOUD the crystal clear quality of the gemstone. Each FACET sparkled, and when she looked at it long enough, she felt certain that there were secrets hidden in its past. If only she could hold it long enough, the emerald would yield up its precious stories. She longed for this, and unbidden, words came into her mind: TEACH me. She glanced around, nervous that she had said them aloud. The jeweler was watching from the other side of the room. She reluctantly put the necklace down. And quietly slipped back out to the street.

Georg’ann

HOUSE thoughts like a guest.
Welcome the unbidden THIEF
with her lessons to TEACH.

Heather