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Charles and I went out dipping today, but there wasn't much in any of the pockets we picked. We worked separately. I don't trust him, he doesn't trust me. We're not taking much money right now in anything we do and I know that now there are three of us, we have to spend more.
Charles and Daniel have known each other a long time. It stands to reason that if Daniel wants to cut costs, I'm for the high jump first.
Until now, we've always split everything 50/50. Since Charles arrived, we split things three ways, but I don't need money. All I really need is a place to sleep and something to eat.
I'm going to tell Daniel I don't want my share anymore. The money will last longer that way and then he won't have to ask me to leave. If I work for just bed and board, things will be fine. I know Daniel will agree. He wouldn't send me away if he didn't have to.
I told Estelle what I've decided and she hugged me and said, "Harry, love, if he were down to his last crust, he'd share it with you." Not if it came to a choice between me and Charles, he wouldn't.
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Yesterday was great. We went to Hagia Sophia and spent hours there. Daniel explained all about it. Sophia is wisdom, the wisdom of God. He said the early church was very fond of wisdom. It seemed funny to me, to speak about wisdom as if she were a woman, even with a woman's name, but I suppose it's no stranger than Daniel calling his car Amanda.
I sort of like it. Sophia sounds more friendly than any of the Trinity. Sophia sounds like someone who would give you a sticky bun and a cup of tea and just chat. When I said that to Daniel, he smiled. I'm glad he wasn't offended. It's weird, him being a thief and everything, but he is pretty religious.
I was wondering all the time why he took me there, to a place so important to him. Maybe he's trying to show me I'm important to him too. He talked about St Joseph and I wondered why, but Joseph looked after a kid who wasn't his too. It's almost like having a family, isn't it?
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