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- The Taylor and Donovan Families1871
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- Dear Marcail
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- Books by Lori Wick
- About the Author
The service had started and two songs had been sung, but Joey hadnt heard a thing. He was still working through the fact that Marcail obviously hadnt told on him. When theyd come in together and Miss Donovan had propelled him into the pew, hed seen Marcail sitting with the Taylors. She looked back at him as though there was nothing the least bit unusual about his sitting with her sister.
Snatches of the sermon floated to Joey but for the most part he was too busy sneaking glances at Kaitlin. She looked real pretty, he thought, in her white dress. Sometimes at night Joey would lay awake and dream about what it would be like to have her for a mother. He would dream about her voice and the way she smiled at him. But then he would think about his house and knew that she would never even visit there, let alone come to live.
Thoughts of his house drew his attention to his father. He wondered how much trouble hed be in if his Pa knew where he was sitting.
In closing, the pastor was saying and Joey was finally listening. Please take this thought home with you. God is our heavenly Father. We need never be afraid to go to Him with any need because He loves us like a father does, only with such tenderness and compassion that we cant help but respond.
Up to that moment Joey believed that getting to know God might be a very good thing to do but hed never before heard God referred to as a father. Suddenly he was not so sure he wanted to know Him.
Joey, would you like to come back to my folks place for some lunch? Joey was brought abruptly back to the present when Rigg spoke to him.
I gotta get home, he said with some reluctance.
Rigg and Kaitlin walked him outside and Kate told him shed see him at school in the morning. They watched as he cut across a field in the direction of his house.
What is his home like?
Rigg hesitated and Kate pressed him.
I want to know.
Rigg sighed and spoke. Its pretty bad.
Does he actually have a family?
A father.
Whats he like?
He doesnt work that I know of, and when he does get an odd job, he spends his pay on liquor.
Maybe I should go for a visit.
I dont know if thats a good idea, Katie. Parker is not exactly trustworthy. Rigg would never know how he managed to keep his voice so calm. What he wanted to do was grab Kate and tell her she was not to set one foot on the Parker property, not now, not ever.
You keep calling him Parker, doesnt he have a first name?
Ive never heard it. Everyone calls him Parker. Of course youll refer to him as Mr. Parker. Riggs voice had taken on a patronizing tone.