Isaac turned away from Helen and, again, towards the RV window – unconsciously avoiding his wife’s talking points. From the interview Isaacs’s mind went back to replaying the funeral.
The priest told a story. “… He asked Simon to touch the holes in his hand. Simon had said he needed proof that Jesus had return. There it was. Because he lacked faith Jesus told him to look at his wounds, look at the scars he had been given so that humanity would be saved. Jesus than told us – that’s right, us as well as Simon – that blessed are those who believe without needing proof.
Getting ready to speak, Isaac worked up a smile and asked, “Hey John, what’s our ETA?”
“We should be at the church at about 9:35 Mr. Locmin.”
Isaac nodded, “Thanks John.” John smiled back.
Isaac remembered John because of the hideous mole on his right jaw. He tried a similar trick to remember his other aides, but the fact that Brian had the shortest hair, or that Chris had the brownest eyes didn’t work as well as the blotch of ugly sickness on John’s face. For the most part separating his chorus of handlers from each other was a challenge that Isaac overcame with charm, and a guessing game that he was very lucky in. His handful of advisers were faceless and interchangeable men with unremarkable features.