“Hi Lisa, I_” Pete paused when he saw that the beautiful, luminous angel had company. “Hi Pete, good to see you,” said Lisa warmly.“Oh… Pete! Did it never occur to you to knock before entering a room?” The speaker was an austere Greek woman in her mid-forties, with her hair severely tied back. She was … Continue reading 7.1 Diotima’s Directness
The Virtual Disciple 