Pray for Andrew Brunson Turquoise

Organizing and inventorying is part of the cost of doing business. Tuesdays are usually slow, so we are going to lock the front door while Anji and I focus on the turquoise collection. If someone needs to be helped they can buzz; we'll close the safe and come help them.

OK, turquoise it is, said Anji, as she walked into the saferoom. It was impossible for Rhea not to watch her. Anji had been a beautiful girl not so long ago, model material. She was still pleasing to the eye, curves in the right places. but now overshadowed by that hard party, kick against the goads, groupie retired, earned and learned aura.

The girls were making quick work of visually inspecting and verifying the block chain assertions. Then as Rhea picked up one piece, her countenance fell. Anji noticed, Rhea, what happened?

I don't know she said, I just sensed sorrow and loneliness, but also hope. Anyway, we have 15 minutes till closing, let's push on.

If they had read the descriptive text in the block, they would have learned this antique necklace mined in Turkey was part of a series to remind people to pray for Pastor Andrew Brunson, falsely imprisoned in Turkey. Sadly, the United States was in such an uproar with the 45th president's "border crisis", this man of God was largely forgotten.