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You children were never aware of it, but this is not the first time weve made plans to leave Hawaii. Father saw that his words were a shock. But in the past God has always closed the door on our plans, and your mother and I have accepted that. This time I feel very certain that, even if something unexpected arises, Gods leading is for us to sail to the states.
Can Loni go with us?
Fathers eyes became very tender as he looked at his youngest daughter, so like his beloved Theresa in appearance. He slid his chair back and held his arms out to her. Marcail settled in his lap and then looked up at him. He kissed her brow.
You wouldnt want us to leave you here when we sail, would you Marcail?
No.
Well, its the same for Loni. We wouldnt want to take her away from her family. Think how lonely she would be for them. The little girl looked thoughtful and then asked if they could take Lonis whole family. Father smiled but answered with a definite no.
Marcail, you need to finish your supper dear, her mother reminded her. Tomorrow are Sunday services and I want you in bed on time. Kaitlin, Sean, please try to eat. I know youre excited but were not leaving for a month and . . . Theresa stopped talking when she saw that her children were hundreds of miles away. Husband and wife exchanged a smile.
And you thought she might be disappointed about not having something to open, Patrick whispered to Theresa, who gave him an exaggerated sigh and then chuckled.
You were right, Patrick, as always, you were right.
four
Theresa Donovan called Kaitlins name three times before she responded, and the children at the school found this highly amusing. Kate smiled good-naturedly at their laughter as she made her way to the rear, but inside she was scolding herself. The day before her father had asked her about something hed said in his sermon. Not an unusual occurrence, but Kaitlin had been very embarrassed over having to admit that she hadnt been paying attention.
Ive got to pull my mind out of the clouds, she told herself, as a child came toward her with a question. Even as she worked patiently with the little girl, she despaired of ever getting over her dreamy state. A trip to California and seeing Aunt Maureen! Who would have thought her twentieth birthday would be so wonderful?
Miss Katie, is this right? Kaitlin was surprised to see that the little girl shed been helping had returned to her seat and Joseph, one of Kaitlins favorites, was waiting for his work to be inspected.
This is very good, Joseph, but you missed question 14. Kate looked into the little boys eyes as she spoke and they told her his incomplete work had been deliberate.
Joseph, she reproved gently, and watched his eyes fill with tears.