"Okay. I thank you for the effort, but the existence of those rules, and the attitude that they represent, denigrate whatever honor your work here may have gained you. But I cannot stay. I would rather take my chances with people who are openly hostile, than with those who hide their abominable attitude behind a righteous faÃ§ade. Now, if you don't mind, I would like to collect my things and be done with this place."
"I see," he said quietly. "I would like to say one more thing before you go, though."
"And that is?"
"Thank you. I have tried to help others in the past by ignoring the rules, and even bending them at times, but I always felt that there was value to what we were doing here."
"Well, now I'm no longer so sure. It has been my personal, secret spiritual perspective that when there was a lesson I needed desperately to learn, someone would appear to show me the way. So, in a way, I'm glad of what just happened, because I think you are that person. But I'll have to meditate on it, to know for sure. My wish for you is that you be well, and that you find the sanctuary that was meant for you, wherever it is, and whoever may welcome you."
Rahila smiled weakly. "Thank you."
Copyright 2012 by P. Orin Zack