Wheeling Gull Isle harmony

heda lowered her eyes beneath his praise, though a small smile was apparent. and when she looked back at bartholomew it was with the humility and maturity that she had learned in her time in sweetharbor. as heda approached her second year, she felt that the anger and chaos and unknowingness of those times before had been left on the mainland.
"i'd like them all to come and listen to you. all of us, together. you could teach us one afternoon."
sermon on the mount.