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- Dear Marcail
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The look on Joeys face was indescribable. The peace of God had descended upon this small child and there was almost a visible difference. He didnt say anything for a few minutes and all in attendance found themselves afraid to breathe. Rigg, May, and Kate were in the kitchen with him. Just out of sight in the living room, sat Sean, Marcail, Jeff, Nate and Gil.
Can I tell Marcail? Joey finally asked. And Sean too?
Thats a wonderful idea Joey, May said. Theyre in the living room; go right in. Then maybe youll want to go in and tell your father whats happened. Joey nodded and left the kitchen.
Upon Joeys departure, Kate surrendered to the battle with her tears. She and May embraced for a long time and when they broke apart, Rigg hugged his mother.
Thanks for stepping in Mom.
Mays smile was still watery but her face was radiant as she made her way to the back stairway. As soon as she left, Kate and Rigg began to pray for the man to whom Bill was ministering. They both had a premonition that there would be a long road ahead for all of them when it came to Parker and his attempts to bury the past and present in drink.
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Parker was sitting at the table eating when Rigg and Kaitlin left the farm. Joey was beside him and, as Kate thought back, she wondered if she would ever forget the poignant scene of Joey telling his father hed trusted in Christ.
Parker had stared at his son for a long time before nodding and going back to his plate. Parker, with his forehead bandaged and wearing clean clothes, looked like a new man. Kate found herself praying that he would soon understand that he needed to be clean on the inside, too.
Sean did not have to work the next day but May did. So, thinking Sean might like the change of pace, May asked Sean to stay at the farm the next day so he and Nate could care for Marcail.
Rigg thoroughly enjoyed having Kate to himself for a few minutes and told her so.
I like it too, she admitted softly.
How are you feeling about Burt Kemps offer?
Kaitlin immediately remembered Seans words about discussing that subject with Rigg if she was going to make Santa Rosa her permanent home. The thought made her blush, turning her face a fiery red, so red that Rigg noticed in the gathering dusk.
Youre blushing. He stated the obvious as he lifted her down from the wagon. He dipped his head to look her in the eye since she wouldnt raise her gaze to his. What did I say?
Kaitlin didnt answer him.
Let me see. Rigg spoke quietly and continued to watch her. My last words were about Burts offeroh! There she goes again.