His church in Melbourne organized a big men's conference every year called Redline.
It was a big event and he had prebought his tickets the year before.
His favorite preacher was coming! Tony Campolo!
But then this year when the conference rolled up, he found himself in Adelaide.
Then by a turn of fate (aka God's will), the other half of the conference was dropping in Adelaide to speak for a single night. Paul Scanlon from the UK was in town.
His heart rose, Half of redline came to me! he told his family.
The event was at 7, he randomly called the photographer girl at 6.
He can't even remember why, but he asked if she needed a ride and she said yes.
It was a very quiet ride on the way there.
Just quiet chit chat.
The sermon was good, twas about miracles being about life transformation as well as blind eyes seeing and lame people walking.
On the way back home. He remembers babbling, babbling about colours, about the land of the tomorrow trip, of magical Tuscany.
He remembers that she got it (she doesn't really remember this part)
Truth was he babbled too much, he'd never talked about Tuscany before. It had slipped out in his tiredness but she totally got it.
That was the first hook, the beginnings of that tiny smile.
:edit:
Here's a flash back
Land of the Tomorrow Trip
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