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- Books by Lori Wick
- About the Author
You were never really mad at me for going back to the mission field alone, I mean, like Katie and Sean, were you? he asked suddenly.
Marcail thought for just a moment. I dont think anger is the right word for what I feltconfusion maybe, but not anger. I was pretty young, and Katie, whos always been like a second mother anyway, was so constant for me. I just naturally clung to her.
Marcail had no idea of the pain her words caused Patrick. To think of his little nine-year-old daughter, confused and hurting as she watched him leave, was almost more than he could take.
That was all a long time ago, Father, Marcail commented, seeing more than Patrick thought. It was hard, but I watched Katie trust in God, and I learned to do the same thing. Believe me, Ive used that knowledge more than once since I arrived here.
Marcail let a few moments of silence pass and then began to recount to her father the entire story. She spared few details. Patrick was as shocked as Marcail had been over the power Mrs. Duckworth wielded in town. She finished her story by telling him all about her weekend with Alexs family. He was thrilled at the loving way they had obviously welcomed her.
Marcail talked all through supper preparations, and with only a question here and there, Patrick listened. Alex was on time, and Marcail was very pleased at how easily the men conversed.
Marcail began to feel very selfish over talking nonstop about herself, so as the three sat down to supper, she asked Patrick about the people in Visalia. Marcail missed it, but Alex noticed the tender light in Patricks eyes upon his daughters question.
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Everything in Visalia is great. The folks who knew I was coming send you their love.
Marcail smiled as she thought of the people there who loved her. How are Duncan and Lora?
Great.
And Sadie?
Sadie is doing fine. Patrick said softly, but Marcail had turned to Alex to explain who all of these people were and missed her fathers expression.
My brother, Sean, met and married his wife, Charlotte, in Visalia. They lived there almost up to the time they went to minister in Hawaii. Their pastor was a bit older, and when he decided to leave the pulpit, God called Father to fill it. Duncan is the sheriff and his wife is Lora. They both attend Fathers church. Sadie is Charlottes aunt. She comes on Sunday morning, which is a tremendous answer to prayer, but were still praying for her salvation.
We dont need to pray for her salvation anymore. Patrick spoke softly, and Marcail turned to look at him. The look of utter serenity that crossed his features caused Marcail to jump to her feet and throw her arms around his neck.
When? Marcail laughed with delight. When did this happen?