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Theres a sure way to get Katie to speak Hawaiianjust get her mad or upset. Kaitlin threw her brother a warning look but kept silent.
I know some songs in Hawaiian, Marcail said.
Please sing one for us, Marcail, May entreated from her chair near the fireplace.
In the next instant the room was filled with the sweet, high sound of Marcails singing voice. Kaitlin and Sean joined her after a moment and the family with whom they were staying was transfixed at the beautiful words of the song and the perfect blend of the Donovan voices.
No one spoke after the song ended and when the silence continued, Kate told them in a soft voice what the words meant.
Praise to our God who does save us, Praise to our God who is Lord. He is the Maker and Creator, we know Him better from His word. Praise Jehovah, Praise the Master, praise the Father and Holy Ghost, Praise with all your heart and being, here on earth and heavenly host.
May had tears in her eyes and Bill leaned forward in his chair. Kaitlin, would you consider singing that for our church on Sunday?
Kaitlin couldnt have been more surprised if hed thrown something at her.
Bill, May spoke softly. Maybe you should give them a chance to get to know the people at the church. I mean, it doesnt have to be this Sunday, does it?
The relieved look on Kaitlins face told Bill his wifes insight had been correct.
No, but you will do it sometime?
Kate glanced at Sean who was looking as surprised as she was. I think we could do that. If your church is very big though, Im not sure our voices will carry.
Its a small building. Rigg spoke for the first time. He realized how content he was just being in the same room with Kate. But something was on his mind and he thought that now might be the time to bring it up.
Will you do me a favor, Marcail?
What is it?
Well, Rigg put an arm around her and brought her gently to his side. She snuggled against him and he continued. If it wouldnt bother you, will you please tell me what happened in front of the store today?
Riggs peripheral vision told him Kaitlin had started at his request. He raised his arm from around Marcail and reached to touch Kates shoulder. You dont have to tell me if you dont want to, Marcail.
No, Ill tell you. I cant remember everything, but Katie was taking a long time in the store and I heard a dog bark, so I went out front to see where it was. I dont remember seeing that lady or that man but then she started to yell and he grabbed me.
You mean the officer?
Yes.
And you didnt see anyone run away with the purse?
No.
Okay, Marcail, go ahead.