My Steps Are Ordered by Michelle Lindo-Rice

Author:Michelle Lindo-Rice [Lindo-Rice, Michelle]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Kensington Publishing Corp.
Published: 2014-06-30T16:00:00+00:00

He saw me. From her seat in the huge stadium, Gina felt a moment of panic when Keith spotted her. She bit her thumb and exhaled.

How could Keith have spotted her in this crowd? His seeing her was like finding a needle in a haystack. She had worn a basic black suit and had bought a broad-rimmed hat to obscure her face, but Gina should have known better. It had always been like that with them. Time and distance hadn’t changed that. The sheer magnetic energy that they gave off when in each other’s presence was enough to light up a few cities.

Losing her composure, Gina reached into her purse to get her handkerchief. Beads of sweat formed across her upper lip and brow. She blotted her face. She chanced another sly peek at Keith. His gaze was still pinned on her.

She squirmed under his intense scrutiny. Lifting one eyebrow, she tilted her head, which was pointless, since Keith could not see her furious gesture, which was telling him to stop staring. Fidgeting, Gina felt like all the television cameras and lights were aimed at her. She bent her head and closed her eyes to compose herself and gather her wits. She remained in this position while the choir sang.

Before the choir concluded, she took a chance and looked his way. Keith was still staring. Feeling the heat from his intense perusal radiating in her direction, she fanned herself. He was going to arouse suspicion if he kept looking her way, she thought in exasperation. But Gina knew from experience that Keith was his own man. He didn’t care.

Not knowing what else to do, she stood and began inching her way down the row, using the pretext of going to the restroom. As she passed, people harrumphed and rolled their eyes, as they had to turn their legs, but Gina was not deterred.

She had to get out of there. Pronto.

Gina picked her way through the maze of hands and feet until she reached the end of the row. Almost there. Don’t look his way. Don’t spare Keith Ward another glance. She walked ramrod straight before she caved, daring to steal another fleeting look his way.

Keith was still looking—entranced.

With one foot forward, Gina willed herself to continue moving toward the exit sign. Skip the bathroom. She was going to keep walking. She had to get out of there.

Then he spoke.

Gina stood transfixed as his voice resonated throughout the stadium. She held on to her heart, willing it to remain unmoved by the smooth timbre of Keith’s voice. Near the exit doors and out of sight, she leaned against the wall and listened, taking in everything Keith said. His sincerity and genuine fervor for God were evident in every word he spoke.

Tears flowed from her eyes. How she loved him so. Gina admitted that to God. Did you hear me, God? she thought.

Enthralled by Keith’s passionate, meaningful words, Gina stayed rooted until his sermon ended. A devout usher offered her a tissue and then asked, “Do you want to go up for prayer? I’ll be glad to escort you.

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