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Were leaving now, buddy. Were headed to our new home, to Hawaii, where we will serve others and share Christs love.
Charlie, having heard every word, found her heart swelling with love for this man God had given her. Never did she believe in all her life that she would have the things she had now. Even if God should choose to remove someone or something from her world, she would never again doubt that He was there and that He loved her unconditionally.
Sean looked over to see Charlies face turned skyward, a look of profound serenity filling her eyes.
What are you thinking? he asked softly.
Only that its all so wonderful. I never dreamed I would have all that God has given me.
Seans smile was huge. And to think that a little over a year ago, we were married strangers.
Oh, Sean! Charlies eyes grew wide as she realized his words were true. Then she grinned and proceeded to tease Sean about one of his favorite sayings. I guess miracles dont take as long as we once believed.
Epilogue
Hawaii 1879
The half-moon cast a faint glow on Charlie as she waded into the waters of the Pacific Ocean. Sean was already splashing in the light surf, but he stopped to watch her. She had on a light shift that she was again able to use for their private nighttime swims.
It had taken longer after her second pregnancy to fit into that shift, but now that little Callie was three months old, Charlie was slim as a girl once again.
They swam, as was their Sunday night ritual, for the better part of an hour before stopping to talk and play in the waves. Grandpa Patrick was home with the baby and a now two-year-old Ricky, both of whom were asleep, or so their parents hoped.
What did you think of your fathers announcement this morning?
I think he did a good job, and Im certainly glad he warned the two of us about his plans a few days ago.
But you werent surprised, were younot even when he shared with us in private?
No, I guess I wasnt.
I cant imagine being here without your father, but Im certainly excited about where hes going and the possible impact he could have on Sadie.
I cant imagine him gone either, but its timeI can see that. He has been praying about it for the better part of a year. Taking the pulpit for Pastor Miller in Visalia is perfect for his needs right now. Its not a large body of believers, and there are several good leaders.
To hear you, Sean, youd think he was an old man.
No, I know hes not an old man, and he assures me that his health is good, but the work here is so widespread now and he just cant stop himself from putting too much on his plate. Did he show you Marcails letter?