Free to Heal by Susette Williams & Leah Atwood

Author:Susette Williams & Leah Atwood [Williams, Susette]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2015-05-04T05:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER SIX

Saturday, a little over a week later…

Kane finished in the field and guided the horse back to the spot near the barn, where he needed to leave the plow. He unhooked the horse.

“Good, boy.” He patted the horse and gave it water before taking it back to its stall. He scooped some extra grain for the horse as a reward. “You’ve worked hard this week. You deserve it.”

The horse readily buried his head to eat. Kane rubbed his back a few moments before exiting the barn.

Every day after plowing, Kane walked the area he’d plowed to pick up rocks. It gave him time to cool down and use different muscles in his aching body. He used the time to talk to God. Chuckling to himself, Kane headed back to the field to finish his work for the day. Funny how, after a week of telling God how he really felt, his soul seemed cleansed and he was more at peace than he’d been in a long time.

As Kane walked, he picked up rocks and tossed them in a small cart he’d assembled earlier in the week to make light of his task. He’d suggested that Faith and the girls use them to decorate around a flower garden, and he’d use the bigger ones to keep some of the ground from eroding near the side of the house. She made a game of it with the girls. Truth be told, he’d only suggested it because he liked seeing them while he worked—it reminded him what he was working for, and the sound of their laughter warmed his heart. Plus, he enjoyed stealing moments to watch his wife.

Lately, when they were in the confines of the house, she often turned away shyly when she caught him staring. Faith was beautiful, and his, if he wanted her. Oh, how he wanted her, yearned to take her in his arms and kiss her lips. But he wanted her to see his face when she closed her eyes. Not that he didn’t think of his first wife, but he’d at least had two years to grieve. It hadn’t been a year since Faith lost her first husband. A tinge of jealousy, for a dead man that he couldn’t compete with, plagued him.

Kane bent and picked up a rock. The edges were smooth like a river stone. His life had become like that stone. He’d been rough and bitter, but people praying for him—and being given a second chance—had helped to smooth things over and soften his once-hardened heart. Tossing the stone in his hand, he smiled before placing it in the pocket of his trousers. It would serve as a good reminder of how far he’d come.

He continued working until Faith called for him to come in for supper. After washing the dirt off his hands at their well, he cupped his hands together and filled them with the cool water to clean his face, dirty from sweating all day, then headed inside.

Whatever Faith had cooked smelled amazing.

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