the moment of rebirth arrives. When the moment comes, this sacred flask will emit a sound. When the sound is heard, it will mean the time has come. I have made a hole in this wooden chalice which Jesus used at the Last Supper and I have hidden the cylinder in the stem. If we lose the chalice no one will know what is really kept in it. As far as anyone else is concerned, it will simply be the chalice in which I collected the blood of the King at his death. I will stay close to protect you and your descendants, and my descendants will do the same until the time comes; for the angel said that Jesus will be reborn through this blood, and that he shall be carried in the womb of a woman of his lineage.’
‘Joseph, I thank you for what you are doing for me, for Jesus and for our daughter. May your name and your deeds be remembered for all eternity.’
‘It is I who must thank you, for giving me this great and divine honor.’
Time passed. The day of the birth of Jesus’ daughter arrived. On a night full of stars, Mary Magdalene gave birth to a baby girl and gave her the name of Sarah. High above the house where the baby was born, brightly colored lights shone. God´s angels were there to make sure that the daughter of Jesus should be born in perfect safety.
C HAPTER 1
New York, September 2001
David woke at 6 a.m. as he did every morning. He took a bath, brushed his teeth, put on his school clothes, grabbed his satchel. As he left his room he could see through the half-open door of his parents´ bedroom that they were still asleep, as usual. He tip-toed down the stairs, so as not to wake them. He made breakfast for all the family. On the table he put jam, toast, honey, cheese, fruit, juice, milk and coffee. David loved breakfast time: it was the only time of the day he could be with his parents, who worked all day long and had little time to spare for their only child. Only ten years old, he did everything, every morning. When his parents woke and came down, the breakfast table was ready and there was that special smell of coffee in the air. The family took breakfast together, chatting about the matters of the day - school, friends, politics, science, computers and other adult stuff, but David adored it. He seemed to understand a lot about these things, more than most adults. It was that special time in the morning when they ate, talked, laughed, made plans.
Round about half seven David picked up his satchel and set off to work with his parents. For the last two years, every day, he had been “working” with them. Sarah didn´t like leaving their only son alone in the big, dangerous city of New York.
The three of them set off walking to where Sarah and Richard worked - in the same company, in adjoining buildings. David spent part of the time in his father´s building, part of the time in his mother´s. Sarah was the financial director of the company and Richard the manager of the department of technology. Both of them were paid very well, having been hired at about the same time and for salaries well above the average. What´s more, there was a special area reserved for the children of the staff. However this was the last year but one that David would be going to where his parents worked, because when he was eleven he would no longer be able to stay there. But until that age, the children could study various courses, learn languages, and surf the internet, all under the eye of their parents by means of strategically located cameras. Both the buildings possessed one of these areas, on the same floor. As David had made friends in both buildings he took turns to spend time in each one. At midday everyone had lunch.
At one p.m. David went to school, which was a few blocks away. The mother of one of the children, the wife of one of the staff, took him and her son to the school. But that morning, long before it was time for lunch or for them to go to school, something very unusual happened. While David was chatting with his
‘Joseph, I thank you for what you are doing for me, for Jesus and for our daughter. May your name and your deeds be remembered for all eternity.’
‘It is I who must thank you, for giving me this great and divine honor.’
Time passed. The day of the birth of Jesus’ daughter arrived. On a night full of stars, Mary Magdalene gave birth to a baby girl and gave her the name of Sarah. High above the house where the baby was born, brightly colored lights shone. God´s angels were there to make sure that the daughter of Jesus should be born in perfect safety.
C HAPTER 1
New York, September 2001
David woke at 6 a.m. as he did every morning. He took a bath, brushed his teeth, put on his school clothes, grabbed his satchel. As he left his room he could see through the half-open door of his parents´ bedroom that they were still asleep, as usual. He tip-toed down the stairs, so as not to wake them. He made breakfast for all the family. On the table he put jam, toast, honey, cheese, fruit, juice, milk and coffee. David loved breakfast time: it was the only time of the day he could be with his parents, who worked all day long and had little time to spare for their only child. Only ten years old, he did everything, every morning. When his parents woke and came down, the breakfast table was ready and there was that special smell of coffee in the air. The family took breakfast together, chatting about the matters of the day - school, friends, politics, science, computers and other adult stuff, but David adored it. He seemed to understand a lot about these things, more than most adults. It was that special time in the morning when they ate, talked, laughed, made plans.
Round about half seven David picked up his satchel and set off to work with his parents. For the last two years, every day, he had been “working” with them. Sarah didn´t like leaving their only son alone in the big, dangerous city of New York.
The three of them set off walking to where Sarah and Richard worked - in the same company, in adjoining buildings. David spent part of the time in his father´s building, part of the time in his mother´s. Sarah was the financial director of the company and Richard the manager of the department of technology. Both of them were paid very well, having been hired at about the same time and for salaries well above the average. What´s more, there was a special area reserved for the children of the staff. However this was the last year but one that David would be going to where his parents worked, because when he was eleven he would no longer be able to stay there. But until that age, the children could study various courses, learn languages, and surf the internet, all under the eye of their parents by means of strategically located cameras. Both the buildings possessed one of these areas, on the same floor. As David had made friends in both buildings he took turns to spend time in each one. At midday everyone had lunch.
At one p.m. David went to school, which was a few blocks away. The mother of one of the children, the wife of one of the staff, took him and her son to the school. But that morning, long before it was time for lunch or for them to go to school, something very unusual happened. While David was chatting with his
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