Wheeling Gull Isle sermon on the mount

So wrapped up in ami's words, he hadn't been looking out beyond her face like all the others had. Perhaps if he had, he'd have seen his father's avoidance, how Judah watched Kai for guidance, how Ava sat alone, how Hviske sat impassive, how Dinah wept. But Simeon didn't look, and so, he didn't notice, until ami drew him close to her and his eyes finally left her face.

Then, he saw.

Seafoam eyes glistened when they fell on Dinah, expecting to see a face filled with equal excitement -- but all he saw were tears. Simeon reached out for her instinctively and sought her paw with a whisper. It's okay, Dee, he said with a smile meant only for her, we can go together, oblivious that her tears had been caused by anything else.

Ami spoke so many words of God. He hoped he would remember them all, hoped he would be able to share each one with the strangers they would meet off the shores of Sweetharbour. Wondered if one day, God would teach him like He had taught ami. How do we know if the voice is ours or God's? Simeon craned his neck to gaze upward at ami, stolen by the question and still oblivious to his father's distress. He had done a lot of things because he thought he should, but they didn't always turn out so good.