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I think we should go to church in the morning.
Sean didnt answer for a moment, and Charlie turned from the dishpan to look at him. What do you think?
Id like that, Charlotte, if youre sure.
Im sure. I think we should go to Duncan and Loras church.
That sounds fine. Fine was not the way Sean was feeling. Ecstatic, overjoyed, or elated better described his mood, but he wasnt sure he would be able to explain himself to Charlie if he suddenly began to do handstands in the kitchen.
Ten minutes later they were on their way to Sadies, and Charlie asked if Seans family was well.
Theyre doing pretty well. I should have read the letter to you over supper.
You dont mind if I know whats in the letter? Charlie seemed surprised.
Not at all. In fact, Ill read it to you when we get home.
Charlie didnt reply, but she was so pleased she wanted to laugh just for the pleasure of it. Seans family sounded wonderful, and he didnt seem at all hesitant to share them with her. She wouldnt trade Sadie for royalty, but for some reason, Seans family was fascinating to her.
And the fascination only grew when they returned home and Sean read the letter. Charlie thought the names Gretchen and Molly were beautiful, and she felt terrible over Kaitlins losing her baby.
Sean made no mention of Charlies salvation, and so the letter just read that the family was praying for her. Charlie had never had anyone say that to her, and even though she told herself she really didnt believe in such things, the thought warmed her spirit.
Charlie was still thinking on everything Sean had said when he told her he would feed the animals in the morning. She thanked him rather absently and took herself off to bed. Imaginary visions of how Kaitlin, Marcail, Gretchen, and Molly might look filled her head as sleep overtook her.
twenty-seven
The next morning Charlie spent over 40 minutes with her dress and hair, and for a woman who usually dressed in five minutes, this was quite a task.
Seans back was to the hallway when she entered the kitchen. Already regretting her last-minute decision to leave her hat behind, Charlie had just decided to return for it when Sean turned.
Sean had not heard her come into the room. He had been flipping pancakes, and it had taken a moment for him to realize he wasnt alone. He turned unsuspectingly with a ready smile and a morning greeting for his wife, but the words died in his throat.