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I dont know if that makes any sense, but I just cant see you pounding on horseshoes for the rest of your life. Its taken me awhile, but just after you said that you always think of Hawaii when you dream of us living elsewhere, Judge Harrison publicly pardoned you. I just knew that someday God would direct us away from here, and the truth is Im scared to death.
Sean reached for Charlie and pulled her into his arms. And you thought, he finished gently, that the second I knew you were willing to move, I would make you pack and drag you out of town.
Something like that, Charlie admitted softly.
Well, its not going to happen that way, darling, because I dont know if were supposed to go anywhere. I picture us working as missionaries, just as my folks did, but I dont know where, and God might have Visalia in mind for another 20 years.
And you could be happy, Sean?
Definitely. Now I have a question for you. Could you be happy if God shows us in an unmistakable way that were to move from here?
Charlie was silent for only a moment. You know, for the first time in my life I think I could. Some of the fear is still there, because everything beyond this town is unknown territory to me, but if youre beside me and we know were headed where God wants us to go, Ill be fine.
Sean watched the front of Charlies skirt lift with the babys movement. His hand when to her abdomen as it often did to feel the baby move within her. No words were necessary for a time.
Do you still wish we could serve the Lord in Hawaii? Charlie asked.
Yes, but not before spending some time with my family in Santa Rosa. Its been far too long since Ive seen them.
We could go for a visit, you know.
Thats true. Maybe after the baby is born.
Lets plan on it.
All right. Who will run the livery? Sean wanted to know.
I dont know, but if were supposed to go for a visit, then God will send just the person we need.
Sean hugged her again. Shed grown so much in the last weeks, and he couldnt begin to tell her what an encouragement she was. He ended their evening by calling her his darling Charlie and telling her she was the love of his life.
forty-five
Two weeks had passed since Sean and Charlie had talked about moving. The conversation had opened new doors between them, and they were now able to pray and discuss all possibilities with ease. But the real test of faith was upon them, and it was delivered in the form of their new friend, Franklin Witt.