Hadassah Kaufman is sitting Indian-style on the faded blue-carpeted floor amidst rows and rows of books. She's supposed to be working. In fact, when she applied for the job in the library and her supervisor asked her what her greatest weakness was, she replied, "I'm a budding workaholic." What she didn't bother to mention was that she was only a workaholic when the work interested her. Today she's supposed to be working on reference questions and searching out the answer to how many urban Peruvian men die of cancer each year doesn't interest her.

There's a rush of air behind her, a whiff of cologne, and she feels the back of her neck being kissed.

"Stop it!" she says turning to Eddie Prince who's crouched down behind her. "I took a vow of chastity."

"To who?"

"To myself."

She pushes him away with one hand as he tries to kiss her again, her eyes still on her book.

"What're you reading?"

"A History of Jews in Christian Society."

"But you want to be a nun." He stands up -- an instant giant from Hadassah's vantage point.

He's very attractive, thinks Hadassah as she looks up at him. Reminds her of Peter. Maybe that's why she enjoys torturing him so much.

"I know, but I'm still Jewish."

Eddie sighs and randomly picks a faded, yellow-covered book off the shelf called The Blue Room Murder.

"You have a major identity problem," he says.

"So?"

Eddie returns the dusty book to the shelf.

"Doesn't that ever bother you?" He stares down at her.

"Of course it does. But so does knowing that, as we speak, people are killing each other in Afghanistan."

Eddie keeps staring at her. It's his way of trying to make her feel uncomfortable, as if she has said something that was logically-flawed. He admitted this to her once.

"Do you know what this is?" she says. "If this were a movie, it would called: The Library: A Story of Mad Passion Amidst the Volumes of Waugh, Wilde, and Woolf, Not to Mention, an Extensive Collection of Outdated Light Fiction."

"You're too postmodern," says Eddie, abandoning the staring strategy. "You know you're going to get fired if you don't do anything."

"Is there a law of physics for that?" she asks, getting up with her book. Eddie is taking a physics class that he hates. "Like the rate at which one works is directly proportional to an employer's vested interest when all the variables are consistent?" She's walking through the aisles of books with Eddie behind her.

"Actually, I think it's more Biblical," replies Eddie. "I'm sure there's a parable about a lazy seed sower."

"I'm sorry, I wouldn't know, that sounds New Testament to me." She is deliberately being difficult. She knows the New Testament better than the Old.

"But you want to be a Catholic nun!"

"I want to be a Jewish nun," she corrects him.

Hadassah's story, if it had a name, would have been called Breakfast By the Sea, a heading she had seen in a New King James New Testament.

The ocean, Hadassah had thought when she was sixteen, was quite sufficient. If she could live in a convent by the endless waters she would be infinitely content.

Peter Cairns agreed. When it came time to join a monastery, he wanted to be by the ocean that he had been raised near.

Hadassah and Peter had met at high school in their small eastern Nova Scotia town and had been drawn together by a mutual need to commit to a force greater than themselves. It would not be enough, Hadassah felt, to lay down her life for a suburban brick house with an adjoining garage that held a Toyota mini-van and a brood of children to fill them all with. She needed to be clutching a crucifix and dedicating herself to hours of prayers, offering her virgin body as a sacrifice to God. Any earthly desire she had, she squelched. She loved Peter with a Godly love and told herself it was not his wavy black hair or emerald green eyes that was so enticing, but his pure soul.

For his part, Peter was not taken by Hadassah's long chestnut-brown hair or creamy skin, but by her deep convictions.

Their carnal school-mates took it as a given that they were a fleshly couple. After all, they had been best friends since ninth grade and they were still together now in their final year of high school. The truth be known, Peter had only held Hadassah's hand when they were manoeuvring the craggy rocks of the Nova Scotian beach that they liked to meditate by.

"God being love," said Peter one day, as they were seated, leaning against a large rock facing the water, "would imply that if God is omnipotent and omnipresent, so is love."

"So do you think that there's love in the ocean?" asked Hadassah leaning forward.

"Yes, I do, because it doesn't swallow up the shore. I believe that it was love that shaped the earth."

Hadassah wrinkled her forehead.

"That's pretty powerful."

"In fact, Hadassah..." Peter was really getting into his point. "It's love that bridges the physical and the spiritual and will help us to understand the mind of God."

Both leaned back, taken by the depth of this new thought. In addition to bodily sacrifice, both were fervently dedicated to understanding the mind of God.

"But how do you love with that kind of love?" asked Hadassah.

"You act justly, love mercy, and walk humbly," replied Peter. "We're human and we look at love from a human standpoint. But God looks at love from a spiritual standpoint. He's interested in whether we love Him enough to follow what He says."

"It's as simple as that? Act justly, love mercy, walk humbly?"

"What more could God want?"

"It's times like this that I feel in harmony," said Hadassah leaning her head back against the rock. "There is nothing negative in me, only peace."

If they didn't go to the ocean, Peter and Hadassah spent many hours at one of the red-and-white checkered tables in Hadassah's uncle's small seafood restaurant, drinking Darjeeling tea, doing homework, and talking.

"When are you going to try to get into the monastery?" asked Hadassah one day after they had finished a series of complicated matrix problems and were eager to think about something else.

"When I turn twenty," he said, leaning back so that the armless red vinyl chair was perilously propped on only two metal legs.

They were both seventeen.

"I'd like to travel a bit first."

"I'm wondering if I should join a convent as soon as I graduate," said Hadassah thoughtfully. "I want to remain as unworldly as possible."

"Are you afraid of temptation, Hadassah?" asked Peter, smiling.

"No, I just want to be perfect."

"But is your perfection worth much if it hasn't been tested?"

Hadassah contemplated this. Certainly perfection was worth more if it could stand up to carnality and the baser side of man.

"Christ was perfect and He lived in the world," said Peter.

"OK, I can see that," said Hadassah running her fingers around the edge of her teacup. "But how do I test my perfection?"

"You don't," said Peter. "You let God test it."

That night, kneeling by her wooden-framed bed, hands clasped on her white cotton crocheted blanket, Hadassah prayed that God would test her perfection. She figured that once it had been proven that she was strong she could get on with her life and devote herself to her prayers.

"Listen," said Peter, the next day after school. "I read about a monastery that's about 50 kilometres east of here and we can get to it by bus. Do you want to check it out tomorrow?"

"Sure," said Hadassah. She had never actually been to a monastery, only once to a convent when she was little.

The next morning Peter and Hadassah boarded the Greyhound bus that would take them to Fine Point, Nova Scotia. Hadassah had packed some food so that they could eat on the way and not waste valuable time looking for a lunch spot once they had arrived.

Peter described the convent as he had read about it. Then, since they both agreed they were hungry, they pulled out the food. Although Peter and Hadassah had lunch together everyday in the high school cafeteria, Hadassah had never actually noticed the way Peter ate before. They had always been divided by a wide chestnut wood- imitation table and distracted by the din of a busy lunchroom. Now they were side-by-side, and Hadassah found herself really noticing Peter for the first time.

"Oops!" Peter dribbled mustard down his chin and they both giggled as he wiped it off with his fingers until Hadassah could find a serviette.

After the sandwiches, he pulled out one of the passion fruit juices, twisted off the cap, tossed back his head and downed half of the bottle.

"His neck moves when he drinks," thought Hadassah and suddenly she felt warm, almost feverish.

"Could you open the window? I feel strange," she said.

"Oh sure," Peter replied. "Here, do you want to sit by the window?"

As they were trading places, their bodies were forced against each other and a strained look appeared on Hadassah's face. She hung her head out the window until she began to feel a bit cooler. She also had to cross her leg towards the window so that her thigh didn't touch Peter's. Peter didn't seem to notice her condensed body position as he was involved with his guide book to the region around Fine Point.

When they arrived and disembarked from the bus, Hadassah was very happy to be able to move freely again and to feel the cool air on her body. The scenery in the distance was ruggedly hilly and the town in the foreground was a well-kept main street of a couple of white wooden stores and a church by the waterside.

"Excuse me," said Peter to an elderly lady about to go inside one of the Puritan buildings. "How do we get to the monastery?"

"Just follow the coast about two miles in that direction," she pointed.

As soon as they were passed the main street, the only way up the coast was a three-foot wide footpath precariously close to the water's edge. As they continued to walk along the tree-lined path, it became apparent they were going up, and what had initially been only about a two-foot drop to the water was becoming somewhat of a cliff.

Knowing that Hadassah was prone to vertigo, Peter took her hand. Hadassah started to feel dizzy anyhow.

"Don't be silly," she told herself. Peter was on the side of the cliff and she barely noticed the edge if she just concentrated on the path. Then she became aware that the dizziness wasn't originating in her head. It was coming from the right hand that was clutching Peter's and it was slowly spreading throughout her entire body.

"Let's talk!" she blurted out suddenly.

"What?" he sounded startled. They had been walking along in comfortable silence for the last twenty minutes.

"I mean, I think it's great that we're going to actually see this monastery," she said. "I mean, this is what you've always wanted and here we are going to look at it."

"You know Hadassah, I'm wondering if there aren't other ways to serve God?"

"What?" she said. She almost stopped walking. "You mean, like not in a monastery?"

"Yeah, I mean, you can pray and stuff. But how can you really help other people?"

The look of panic on Hadassah's face caused him to slightly retract.

"Oh, I'm not saying I'm not going to enter a monastery. I've just been thinking about the many ways that you can live to please God. That's all."

"But to devote your life to God as a living sacrifice must be the most pleasing to him," said Hadassah.

"I don't know. I mean, traditionally, sure. But what good is it to have the love of God and not to do something with it?"

"But you are doing something with it. You're giving it back to God."

"Yeah, but God must have made human beings for a reason. Not everyone can go into a convent or a monastery so there must be other ways to please him."

"Like what?"

"Oh, I don't know. Missionary work?" He laughed and then seeing the expression on Hadassah's face looked serious again.

"Don't worry," he said squeezing her hand. "We're still going to look at a monastery today, remember?"

Something inside of Hadassah was ripping apart.

"Why am I panicking?" she thought. "Why am I panicking? I'm still going into a convent. I'm still going to worship God. It doesn't matter what Peter does."

The monastery was standing placidly at the highest point on the cliffs.

"Just a little bit more to go," said Peter. They had come out of the trees and were now in a grassy area. The footpath had disappeared and it was a matter of trudging up the hill. Peter let go of her hand.

Fifteen minutes later they stood at the front doors of a large but simple square stone building which disappointed Hadassah who had been expecting more of a castle or a fortress. They rang the doorbell and waited.

A greying middle-aged man wearing a long dark robe answered.

"Can I help you?" he asked.

"Uh, yeah," said Peter. "Can my friend and I have a look around? I'm planning on joining a monastery someday and I was thinking about this one."

The man looked at Hadassah pointedly.

"She's going to join a convent," said Peter.

"This isn't a convent," said the man.

"Yes, I know," said Peter.

"You can come through. I'm afraid your friend will have to go around and meet you in the back."

Peter looked annoyed.

"Is that OK?" he asked turning to Hadassah.

"Oh that's fine," she said. She desperately wanted Peter to be able to get inside and feel the spiritual fulfilment that no doubt must permeate the walls of the building.

"I'll just walk around."

The door closed behind Peter and the man. Hadassah started around the building. There was no path, as it was quite apparent that most people did not bring their female friends along to the monastery. The grass was tall and Hadassah couldn't help but notice that there were no flowers or shrubbery. She wondered whether the men ever came outside to appreciate the scenery.

Behind the building Hadassah climbed up some decaying wooden steps onto a small patio that overlooked the water and had a stunning view of the curving coastline. She could see Fine Point and if she looked hard enough, she thought she could see the town that she and Peter lived in.

The back of the building was deserted and Hadassah wondered how the men could stand to stay inside on such a beautiful day. There were windows on the back wall, but most of the curtains were drawn. Something inside Hadassah was twinging. Yes, this was a monastery, but it didn't feel like a monastery. She had expected cobblestone paths and men in brown, hooded robes walking along in lines to mass with some Gregorian chants in the background, maybe bells pealing in the distance to announce prayer time. She expected to feel a holiness in the air, but all she felt was a slight shiver from the brisk sea air.

After about fifteen minutes, Peter emerged through the single back door without the man.

He smiled when he saw her.

"Sorry to keep you waiting," he said. "You wouldn't believe the number of rooms in that one building."

"Rooms for what?"

Peter stepped up onto the patio and joined her by the rail.

"Mostly study rooms. Bedrooms, of course. A small library."

"What do people do?"

"All the men I saw were studying."

"Do they pray?"

"Yes, they have prayer rooms."

"Is it like a chapel?"

"Oh, no. It's nothing like the movies where the monks have an ancient cathedral with stain glass and a choir. They just have little rooms where they can say their prayers."

"That seems kind of..." Hadassah didn't want to say, "disappointing".

"Yeah." Peter understood. "You've got to really be committed to just studying and not doing much else."

Suddenly Hadassah realized that whenever she thought about a convent, she always pictured the one in The Sound of Music. That's what was wrong with this place. It had the hills, but it didn't have anyone running out into the fields to sing at the top of his or her lungs. She had a tight feeling in her chest that she felt could only be relieved by a good cry or a piercing scream.

"Oh God," she said holding her head.

"What?" said Peter, sounding concerned.

She started breathing more rapidly and her body started shaking.

"Oh God," she said again running a cold hand through her hair.

"What?" Peter put his arm around her. She pushed him away and started to run. Flying around the building, she kept going until she was running as hard as she could through the fields in front of the monastery. She kept going until finally she just collapsed on the ground. Peter, who had only been a few feet behind her, was going too fast to stop, tripped, and fell beside her. He reached out his arms and before she knew she was crying on his chest.

"Oh Peter! Oh Peter! This isn't at all what I expected!"

"I know! I know! It's OK!"

He let her cry until there was nothing left inside and they could get up and go home.

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Schonert says O ‘wasn’t simple enough’

The Buffalo Bills remain a team in turmoil as former offensive coordinator Turk Schonert told a Buffalo television station Friday afternoon he was fired because the Bills’ offense “wasn’t simple enough” for coach Dick Jauron.

“He wants a ‘Pop Warner’ offense,” Schonert said in a phone interview with WIVB. “He limited me in formations, and limited me in plays. He’s been on my back all offseason.”

Schonert said he was fired by Jauron during a Friday morning meeting. ESPN senior NFL analyst Chris Mortensen reported Saturday that Bills owner Ralph Wilson Jr. had a meeting at his Detroit home with Jauron, general manager Russ Brandon, quarterback coach Alex Van Pelt and running back coach/running game coordinator Eric Studesville.

A Bills spokesperson would neither confirm nor deny a meeting occurred.

Friday afternoon in a press conference, Jauron said Schonert was fired for a “lack of productivity,” though he also said the fault was not all Schonert’s.

The Bills’ offensive starters failed to score a touchdown in five preseason games after ranking 25th in the NFL in offense in 2008, Schonert’s first as the team’s play-caller.

Though nervous in taking over as the Bills new offensive coordinator, Van Pelt has the players behind him after several expressed concerns about Schonert.

Both quarterback Trent Edwards and receiver Lee Evans supported the move after the team returned to practice Sunday to start preparing for its season opener at New England on Sept. 14. Both indicated players had voiced their concerns about the offensive sputters to coach Dick Jauron, who ultimately made the decision to fire Schonert on Friday.

“I think everybody had concerns about it,” Evans said. “I think the basis of it was that things weren’t getting done the right way. And that was the cause of the change.”

Jauron said while the firing of Schonert was a relatively new idea to him, it wasn’t one he wanted to sit on for long.

“When you make a decision you know when you should do it,” Jauron said. “I wasn’t thinking about firing him three days ago. I wasn’t thinking about it two weeks ago. And when you start to think about it, I think you need to move on it and do something. Clearly I believe it’s the right thing to do.”

Schonert said the problem was the complexity of his system.

“He [Jauron] told me the offense wasn’t simple enough for him,” Schonert said. “We had too many formations, too many plays. I didn’t simplify it to his liking.”Information from The Associated Press was used in this report.
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Winnipeg not pursuing Pacman

Adam “Pacman” Jones won’t be playing for the Winnipeg Blue Bombers after all.

The CFL team announced Wednesday it has ended its pursuit of the controversial ex-NFL cornerback, one day after multiple reports said Jones would play for the team.

“It is unfortunate that this situation became public; however, our position has remained consistent,” Blue Bombers coach Mike Kelly said in a statement. “We will pursue athletes that we believe will contribute to our organization on and off the field.

“We have completed our assessment and due diligence and at this time we will not be pursuing the services of Adam Jones.”

Jones’ attorney, Worrick Robinson, told The Associated Press on Tuesday he had been in “consistent negotiations” with a CFL team, but wouldn’t say which one.

Jones is a former first-round draft pick of the Tennessee Titans who has twice been suspended by the NFL for off-field incidents — including for the entire 2007 season — and was released in February by the Dallas Cowboys.

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Pierce refuses to discuss Burress

The Plaxico Burress case is seemingly decided, and Antonio Pierce still isn’t saying much about it.

Pierce had plenty to say Monday about the New York Giants after their dismal second preseason game, but the middle linebacker refused to comment on his former teammate’s decision last week to plead guilty to a weapons charge and accept two years in prison.

With time off for good behavior, Burress will have to serve at least 20 months. His sentencing is set for Sept. 22.

“I am not talking about that,” Pierce said during a lunch break at the Giants training camp at the University at Albany.

In the nine months since Burress accidentally shot himself in a Manhattan nightclub, Pierce has said very little about his role in the incident.

Authorities have said Pierce drove Burress to a hospital and then drove the gun to his own home in New Jersey and arranged for it to be taken later to Burress’ home.

Pierce testified last month before a grand jury, which declined to indict him for his role in the incident.

Since then, the only thing Pierce has said about the matter is that he acted reasonably, responsibly and instinctively in aiding his now former teammate, and that he had no regrets about his actions.

In Monday’s comments, Pierce talked only about the Giants on the field. The one question asked about Burress, he turned aside.

But he had plenty to say about football in the wake of the Giants’ embarrassing 17-3 loss to the Bears in Chicago.

Pierce, who is nursing a sore foot, watched the game on television and saw New York’s usually solid defense give up scoring drives of 80 and 92 yards to the Bears’ first-team offense and allow 150 yards rushing on 34 carries.

After watching tapes of the game, Pierce said there were too many mental errors, missed assignments and missed tackles.

“No need to panic,” he said. “If somebody else wants to push the panic button, they can. Antonio Pierce and the New York Giants will not do that. We’re going to go back and work hard. That’s what we are going to do. No need to push the panic button. Until they give the preseason Super Bowl away, we’re not worried about that. It’s a game, you learn from your mistakes.”

Pierce, who plans to practice this week, insisted that the Giants have two weeks to get everything straightened out on defense, starting with this weekend’s annual preseason game against the Jets. He also downplayed the injuries that have reduced the team’s depth on defense.

None of the three major free agents the Giants signed in the offseason have played in the preseason. Defensive tackle Rocky Bernard, who was on the non-football injury list until last week, expects to see action this weekend.

Defensive tackle Chris Canty (torn hamstring) and linebacker Michael Boley (hip surgery) are coming along slower.

“There are teams throughout the league that are dealing with the same problems we are dealing with,” Pierce said. “Guys getting nicked up at this time of year, guys getting back in the groove of it, and your body adjusting to the hitting, and the movement. By September 13th, guys will be ready and eager to go.”

Boley is still on the physically unable to perform list, and the NFL suspended him for the first game for a domestic issue before he joined the Giants.

Pierce insisted that the players are not worried about depth, saying almost every season starters get hurt and somebody steps up to take their place.

“You want to see guys flying to the ball,” Pierce said. “You gotta see the effort, you have to see the things we did three of the last four years when we were top 10 in defense. You want guys being physical, intimidating, getting after the quarterback, stopping the run, all the things that are fundamental of the defense. I think we have the ability to do it, but we have to go out there and do it.”

The Giants open their season at home on Sept. 13 against Washington.Copyright 2009 by The Associated Press

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Cutler criticizes Hester after interception

BOURBONNAIS, Ill. — One game into the preseason and already Chicago Bears quarterback Jay Cutler has had to smooth things out with one of his wide receivers.

Cutler commented to reporters about wide receiver Devin Hester’s failure to break up an interception on a pass that fell short Saturday night following the team’s 27-20 preseason loss to Buffalo. His remark seemed to rub some people the wrong way.

“Devin is more of a go-get-it guy; he is not really a back shoulder or jump-up-and-get-it [guy],” Cutler said Saturday. “You learn from it.

“We made some mistakes. It’s the first preseason game. Luckily enough, we have some time to correct them and keep going.”

The Bills’ Leodis McKelvin intercepted the pass.

Hester admitted Monday that Cutler’s comment upset him at first.

“But then he [Cutler] said he didn’t say it,” Hester said.

Hester said they’re just getting to know each other.

“It wasn’t criticism or anything like that,” Hester said. “He was saying, you are not a 6-8 receiver. You can’t go up and get everything. But we know you are the type of receiver if we throw it out there, you will go get it.”

Cutler was not available for comment. He is only made available to the media in Bears camp on Wednesdays and Saturdays.

Offensive coordinator Ron Turner said Cutler should have checked down to a shorter receiver route when he had to slide up in the pocket on the play rather than put the ball up for grabs.

Nevertheless, Turner likes Cutler’s competitive attitude.

“I look at that as a good thing,” Turner said. “He’s got an edge about him that you better have if you’re going to be an elite quarterback in this league.”

Turner said occasionally he might need to talk to Cutler about being critical of teammates, but not every time.

“We don’t want to temper that too much,” Turner said. “Jay is an emotional guy and he’s a fiery guy and he’s a fiery competitor. That’s why he’s an elite quarterback.”

Cutler’s candid remarks got him into trouble when he played for Denver last year. Cutler went 5-for-10 Saturday for 64 yards with the one interception.

Coach Lovie Smith sought to call the entire matter forgotten.

“There are a lot of things said when we’re not playing the type of football we know we are capable of,” Smith said. “We went back to the practice field today. We have no issues except our team trying to get better.”

The Bears host the New York Giants in their home preseason opener Saturday night. Copyright 2009 by The Associated Press.

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T.O. to miss next preseason game

PITTSFORD, N.Y. — Terrell Owens will miss the Buffalo Bills’ preseason game against Chicago this weekend because of a sprained toe that has prevented him from practicing all week.

Coach Dick Jauron ruled Owens out of Saturday’s game after practice Thursday night, saying the toe is healing but the team doesn’t want to take any chances with the receiver aggravating the injury.

Though Jauron didn’t have a timetable for when Owens could resume practicing, Owens tweeted earlier in the day that he expects to return to the field as soon as Monday. He added that fans don’t need to worry about his injury.

Owens has missed three days of practice and not made himself available to reporters. While the team’s been practicing, Owens has been getting treatment in the Bills training facility.

He’s been out since jamming his toe in a 21-18 loss to Tennessee in the Hall of Fame game on Sunday. He had two catches for 27 yards in his Bills debut since signing a one-year $6.5 million deal with the team in March, shortly after being released by Dallas.

Reserve safety Ko Simpson’s status to play Saturday is uncertain after he was held out of practice because of an ankle injury.

Copyright 2009 by The Associated Press

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