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Thats true. What did you want me to do?
Sean reached down to the kitchen table for his Bible. If you stay here and feel restless, start reading in the book of John. Sean turned to the first chapter and left the Bible open on the table.
Take down a few notes if something confuses you, and well talk about it when I get back.
Will you be back, Sean?
If its within my power to be here, nothing will keep me away. Charlie thought she would drown in the emotional depths of her husbands eyes.
I love you, he whispered before his lips covered hers. Charlie clung to him.
When they both heard the approach of other horses, they exited the house together. Sean climbed on his mount and stared down at his wife. He dragged his gaze from hers and stared out in the direction of the meeting place. A second later he leaned from the saddle and pulled Charlie up to his lap. He kissed her long and hard, and then set her back on the ground. This time he didnt look in her direction as he heeled his horse and went with the other men.
Charlie paced for 15 minutes before she picked up the Bible and carried the precious Book to her bedroom. She lay down on the bed, snuggled into Seans pillow, and began to read the first verses.
Charlie made an effort not to get slowed down by unfamiliar words. Reading steadily, she came to John 3:16 and 17 and remembered Sean reciting them to her. Several times her eyes focused over each word before continuing.
Time ceased to exist as she read about Jesus and Nicodemus. Her eyes devoured the story of Jesus and the Samaritan woman, and then on to the sick boy in Capernaum whom Jesus healed, sight unseen.
Chapter after chapter fell away. The feeding of the 5000, Jesus walking on the water, the healing of the blind man, the raising of Lazarusall became real to her. Page after page revealed Jesus as Shepherd and Lord. With tears pouring down her face, Charlie arrived at the final chapters where Gods perfect Son was mocked and crucified for the sins of all men.
By the time Charlie read the last verse in the last chapter, she had cried until her head hurt, and she was wrung dry. She told herself she had to get up and watch for Sean, but before her mind could make her body obey, she fell into an exhausted sleep, with Seans Bible held in her embrace.
thirty-seven
The men rode out of town with the sun at their backs. There was little talk, and Sean by necessity took the lead. Their pace was steady for about 20 minutes, and then Sean eased off as the terrain became rocky.