Peter was a reporter for one of the city’s newspapers and was constantly vigilant for whoever or whatever was causing the miracles to occur. Most newspapers didn’t believe in the divine and were constantly searching for a rational explanation.
During his career Peter had always had a keen eye for events as they unfolded, as well as a good memory for later distilling events into stories. In fact his vision and memory were so perfect, it was if he saw and remembered events step by step like photographs developed and stored forever in his mind.
One day Peter was walking through the city’s streets and, as he often did, used his analytical skills to people watch, taking in movements and expressions as entertainment to fill the time on the way to a job.
All of a sudden he heard tyres squeal and a woman scream and, looking in the direction from the sounds had come from, he saw a streaked line starting and ending from a man on the opposite pavement and running across the road, engulfing and picking up the child, dropping it off next to its mother and then circling back around over the road to the start point.
In his excitement, Peter neglected to follow this extraordinary man. Leaving him instead with a story he could only really put across as a theory, a belief. The search would therefore have to continued: except that now Peter knew the face he needed to find to complete the scoop.
During his career Peter had always had a keen eye for events as they unfolded, as well as a good memory for later distilling events into stories. In fact his vision and memory were so perfect, it was if he saw and remembered events step by step like photographs developed and stored forever in his mind.
One day Peter was walking through the city’s streets and, as he often did, used his analytical skills to people watch, taking in movements and expressions as entertainment to fill the time on the way to a job.
All of a sudden he heard tyres squeal and a woman scream and, looking in the direction from the sounds had come from, he saw a streaked line starting and ending from a man on the opposite pavement and running across the road, engulfing and picking up the child, dropping it off next to its mother and then circling back around over the road to the start point.
In his excitement, Peter neglected to follow this extraordinary man. Leaving him instead with a story he could only really put across as a theory, a belief. The search would therefore have to continued: except that now Peter knew the face he needed to find to complete the scoop.
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