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A Glimpse of Blind Faith by Amy Brinkley (2015, Paperback)
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Learn more about Amazon Giveaway. A Glimpse of Blind Faith 1. Set up a giveaway. The sunbeams, combined with the fact that it was after twelve o'clock and stomachs were growling, were causing even the most devout of my father's flock to squirm impatiently in their pews. Unfortunately for them, my father was right in the middle of a religious rant, and that rant was geared at me and the rest of the teenage sinners sitting in the second row. A chorus of amens could be heard from the older members while the mortified teenagers slumped further down into their seats under the weight of my father's steely gaze.
It was 1 Peter 2: I knew the specific chapter and verse because my father had been reciting it day and night for the past week. As the daughter of a pastor, I was expected to act a certain way…dress a certain way… be a certain way…and for the past seventeen years of my life, I have played that role gladly. I adored my father, and the very last thing I would ever want to do was disappoint him. I was a straight-A kid, wore my skirts a decent length, taught Sunday School to the nursery kids, and said my prayers each night.
I wasn't the perfect daughter, of course, but compared other girls my age, I was a saint. I heard a bored yawn and glanced to the beautiful blonde sitting to my right. Rosalie, one of my best friends, was rolling her eyes as my father continued condemning today's youth.
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Her boyfriend, Emmett McCarty, seemed totally unaffected by my dad's sermon as I watched his hand slowly creep up her exposed thigh. Suddenly, my father's fist pounded the podium, and I stifled a giggle as Emmett quickly jerked his hand away and stuffed it in his pocket. I glanced at the rest of the teens lining our pew, and Mike Newton had the nerve to wink at me. I narrowed my eyes at him, and his face paled before quickly looking back toward my father. For reasons completely unfathomable to me, Mike showed up on my doorstep last week.
Just walked right up to it, knocked on the door, and asked my father if he could take me to the movies. My father didn't give me the chance to say no which I totally would have before slamming the door in Mike's face. Mike's request had suddenly alerted my dad to the fact that I was indeed a teenage girl, and that night began the first of our many "spiritual" meetings concerning the opposite sex.
I was completely horrified, but his message was loud and clear. My dad could have saved his sermons because sex was the truly the very last thing on my mind. There wasn't a guy at Forks High School that I was even remotely interested in. My friends, on the other hand, were some of the biggest fornicators my father's favorite word in town, and I lived vicariously through them.
Finally, the organist began playing a song, and Alice handed me a hymnal, prompting me to quickly flip through the pages. They were usually joined at the hip, and despite the fact that church could be torture, Jazz never missed an opportunity to be with Alice. He's sitting in the back row with his cousin, Edward. He just moved here from Chicago. I sighed and handed her the hymnal before climbing out of the pew. At least once a month, my father requested that I sing in church.
I really didn't mind because I loved to sing, and I especially loved to sing praise music. Reverend Swan was traditional in his biblical teachings, but he was more than willing to compromise when it came to music. To cater to both the older and younger members, our services always had a mix of traditional hymns and contemporary worship music.
Cope, the piano player, smiled brightly at me as I took the microphone out of the stand and switched it on. My father introduced me, which was ridiculous considering a majority of the people in this room had known me since the day I was born, but he felt it was important to introduce me to any visitors we might have. I hated being the center of attention, and performing always made me a little nervous, but as I looked down into the smiling faces of my church family, I felt nothing but serenity.
That tranquility was shattered when I saw him. He was the only unfamiliar face in the sanctuary, and he was sitting right next to Jasper. He had wild bronze hair and the most handsome face I'd ever seen. Jazz waved at me, and I blinked rapidly as Mrs. Cope replayed the opening bars of "Breathe" — something I was having a little trouble doing now that I'd gotten a glimpse of Jasper's cousin. My father quietly cleared his throat, and I forced myself to focus on anything besides the beautiful boy sitting in the back row as I began to sing. I closed my eyes, letting the melodic tone of her sweet voice wash over me.
I tried to imagine the face of a girl with a voice like that. No, definitely a brunette, and her hair was probably long and beautiful. The past hour of the reverend's sermon had nearly put me to sleep, but I had to admit he was good. By the time he was finished, I was feeling guilty for my own lustful teenage desires. At times, being my friend came with its own set of disadvantages, and I wasn't sure I was ready for the possible rejection.
Actually, now that I think about it, you two have a lot in common. She's religious, but she's also one of the most opened-minded people I've ever met. She doesn't judge, and she's nice to absolutely everybody. I was just about to ask why when the reverend asked us to bow our heads. After a quick prayer, he wished us a good week, and I could hear the shuffling of feet as the parishioners made their way down the aisle. Jasper grabbed my elbow as he led me away from the pew and toward the exit. Suddenly, he stopped, and I heard him introduce me to Reverend Swan.
I didn't think I should mention that I enjoyed his daughter's singing a lot more than his preaching. He shook my hand firmly. I felt the warmth of the sun on my face, and I couldn't help but smile. I want to introduce you to my girl. And to Emmett and Rosalie…and to Bella, of course. I felt Jasper move closer to me. Alice and Bella are best friends, and you're starting school tomorrow, so it's inevitable. You'd think after all this time that I would have lost the anxiety that comes with meeting new people, but I knew that even a brief encounter was sometimes enough to convince the other person that they couldn't deal with my limitations in life.
I was nervous enough about moving to a new town and starting a new school midway through my senior year, but now Jasper was dragging me to church and introducing me to his best friends. What if they didn't accept me? What if they couldn't?
Jasper and his hot cousin were walking our way, and I was pretty sure I was having a panic attack. Listen, before they make their way over here, there's probably something you should know about Edward. He's completely gorgeous with his chiseled jaw and his—". Jazz says he's pretty shy, actually, which is kind of understandable considering he's—". She never had the chance to finish because, suddenly, Jasper and Edward were standing right in front of us.
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Jasper immediately leaned down to kiss Alice on the cheek while I found myself face-to-face with his handsome cousin. His smile melted my heart and he had the deepest, greenest eyes I'd ever seen. Unfortunately, he wasn't looking at me. He seemed to be looking over my shoulder, and I couldn't hide my agitation as I quickly looked behind me to see what — or who — had caught his attention. I glanced back at him, and he extended his hand toward me.
I searched his eyes — those wide emerald eyes that pierced my soul — and that's when I understood. His eyes weren't focused on someone else. Startled, I glanced at Jasper who was smiling softly in my direction. He nodded, and I wasn't sure if he was nodding in confirmation or nodding in an attempt to encourage me. Anxiously, I took a deep breath and raised my hand to meet his.
Instant warmth flooded my veins as he laced his fingers with mine — as if holding hands was the most natural thing in the world to be doing with someone you'd met only seconds before. We lowered our hands, but they remained joined as Alice and Jasper made plans for the afternoon.
I was pretty sure I heard our names mentioned, but I couldn't be sure. The only thing I could focus on was the feel of his hand in mine and how his fingers were gently brushing across my knuckles. Sadly, the spell was broken when Emmett and Rosalie joined us. Rose's perfectly sculpted eyebrow arched in surprise when she saw our joined hands. I wanted to slap her, but that would have required the use of my hand, and I just couldn't bring myself to let go. Jasper made the introductions, and it was quickly decided that we'd all go to Alice's house for lunch. I nodded, but then I remembered that my nodding wasn't helpful at all.
Of course, the pianist chose that moment to walk by us, and she narrowed her eyes at Emmett before dragging her husband to their car. I will go sweet talk the preacher. We'll meet you there in about half an hour. If anyone could sweet talk my father, it was Alice. My father liked to say that she was "a spirited little thing," but I knew that was just a nice of saying that she was little and loud. Despite her boundless energy, my father adored her. My face flushed, and for a second, I was thankful that Edward couldn't see it.
With a regretful sigh, I loosened my fingers from his grasp. He sighed, too, and I couldn't help but smile. He wants you so badly…". Thankfully, the place was nearly empty. My father was still there talking to the choir director. Do you want the roof to cave in? He was just preaching about lustful teenage thoughts! Wasn't that the craziest thing? Like your hand was just molded to his the instant you touched! He'll know something's up! Why don't I take my two favorite girls out to lunch? Nothing fancy, just a few friends and some pizza.
I thought it'd give him the chance to meet some people before his first day in a new school. You know how it can be to be the new kid in town. We want to make Edward feel welcome. My dad smiled at both of us. Just don't be out too late, Bella.
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You have school tomorrow. Not that Alice's parents weren't great, but it would be nice if it was just the six of us. My parents are in Seattle for the weekend. They might be home by midnight.
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I felt a momentary rush of guilt as I realized that we'd just lied to my father, but I also knew that we really were just a few friends getting together for pizza. It wasn't as if Emmett was going to bring a keg. Alice smiled brightly as she re-applied her lip gloss. There's a very handsome guy waiting for you back at my house. I wanted to ask her a million questions about Edward, but the one that most interested me was the one that seemed the most personal.
I couldn't imagine it. What would it be like to live in eternal darkness? How did he get from place to place? And that's when I understood…. She didn't elaborate and I didn't ask. I understood that some stories weren't meant to be shared. If Edward wanted me to know, he'd tell me himself. I continued pacing what I assumed to be the living room.
I was grateful that Alice seemed to be a neat freak. I was pacing pretty erratically and I'd yet to run into anything. I had come to terms with my blindness a long time ago, but still…there were times when I'd try to imagine something that I'd never seen during the first twelve years of my life before losing my sight.
It was difficult to visualize something of which you had no prior knowledge. My ears perked as I suddenly heard the sound of a vehicle tire crunching on the graveled driveway. A few minutes later, I heard Bella's voice as she made her way into the house. My hands began to tremble as I struggled to control my breathing. How was it possible that a girl I'd met for five minutes could make me this nuts?
You have nothing to worry about. Suddenly, the aroma of fresh strawberries assaulted my senses and I felt someone sit down beside of me.
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This was a complete set-up. Interestingly enough, I didn't mind at all. I'm never sure if he really believes Alice's lies or if he just chooses not to question her. My father would never have agreed to this if he'd known that Alice's parents were out of town. I've never given him a reason not to trust me, and now he's subjecting me to sex talks and preaching to me and my friends from the pulpit…" Her tender voice trailed off in embarrassment.
I don't mean to disrespect my father. He's really a good man.
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It's so completely embarrassing. Jasper had said that Bella was shy, but it didn't seem that way. She was talking animatedly, and I was hanging onto every word. She told me about Forks High School and some of the teachers there. I mentioned that I already had my schedule, and I was excited to learn that we had Biology together.
As time went on, our conversation drifted into more personal topics, and I learned that her mother had died when Bella was just five. I missed that woman so much. She'd taken care of me for the past five years. My mom's name was Elizabeth, and she was the oldest of the three Masen daughters.