The Omicron Matter – A Working Vacation – Return to the Hotel


A new entry in the Omicron Matter – A Working Vacation. It has been a long day for Rachael. The visit to the Astronomical Clock was simply stunning. The walk through the Jewish Quarter and a fine lunch gave her a chance to see her roots.  Finally, services in the synagogue gave her the moments to contemplate what would be coming.  She hadn’t known how much she would enjoy this trip.

For those who are new to the Omicron Matter, the book home page is a good place to start.

Look for more on Friday

Author’s note

This is a very short section that wraps up the day. Rachael contemplates what her options are in the coming days.  Friday’s will be longer and maybe a bit sciencey.  My editor and I have finished second read throughs of the Recruiting Matter. We will be working on editing that and tightening it up. Since the story line leads into the Omicron Matter we will need to fix some things I hadn’t thought about.

Thanks for your support.

Return to the hotel

Rachael was tired.  She also was at peace in a way she hadn’t felt in a long time. She was a foreigner here and that seemed to be her fate for life.  But for today, she had been greeted as a colleague and appreciated. And, for today, she had found a place where her faith was not a hindrance but a source of connection and even meaning. She also had a chance to see what her grandfather, father and uncle had left. Having seen the comfort of the community, she also realized her father was right. She could never really be happy here. Time had stopped for three hundred years. She needed to do more that keep the old ways going. The clock maker had restored the old figures and returned the clock to its former glory, but he was also adding new features. Now the clock showed modern time as well as Bohemian time.  She knew that she could do the same and more. Like her grandfather, father and uncle before her, she would be finding new worlds with new opportunities. Her arms were tired, but she was rested and she was content to let John push her back to the hotel.

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