Remnant of Forgiveness by Sally Laity

Author:Sally Laity
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Barbour Publishing, Inc.
Published: 2013-12-26T05:00:00+00:00

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“That’s quite the cloud bank rolling in off the ocean,” Nelson commented upon reaching the sidewalk outside. “We’ve been needing a good rain.”

Mary checked the sky, then matched his pace as they set out on their trip around the block. She immediately noticed a new smoothness in his steps now that he had the aid of a cane. Obviously, he had been practicing, and the extra effort showed. And she didn’t mind admitting he looked wonderful, despite his limp. So manly and appealing as the slanted rays of the sun gilded the planes of his face.

With an inward sigh, she diverted her gaze to the row houses lining the road. A variety of delectable suppers emitted their mouth-watering smells into the early evening air, to be blended together occasionally by the breeze from a passing car. Any minute, and her stomach was sure to growl and embarrass her.

“So, you’ve been reading the Bible, eh?” Nelson asked casually.

Mary had wondered how and when he’d bring up the subject. “Yes.”

“So have I, thanks to you.”

The unexpected statement caught her by surprise. She swung a glance his way and saw a warm grin reflecting its glow in his light brown eyes. And for a precious few seconds, she imagined they were like any other couple out for a pleasant stroll.

His voice brought her back to earth. “Before you started coming home with Stella,” he began, “I’d resigned myself to spending the rest of my days in that easy chair in our front room, feeling sorry for myself. I’d shut the Lord out of my life, feeling it was all His fault I’d lost a leg. He was supposed to take care of me, you see. Or so I believed. It took you to make me realize He really had looked out for me, after all.”

A little unsure of his meaning, Mary gave him a questioning look.

“The shell that wounded me took my army buddy’s life. It could have just as easily taken mine, too.”

“Oh.” Thinking of the raft of relatives and friends who had been wrenched out of her world, Mary Theresa had no trouble at all relating to his loss. “You lose the friend. That pain I know.” She averted her gaze to a noisy group of children in the street who’d ceased their game of kick-the-can until she and Nelson passed.

“Somehow I doubt my losing one pal measures up to what you’ve gone through,” he added, once they were beyond the range of activity.

Not about to illuminate him on that understatement, Mary stared straight ahead, content to let him do the talking. As long as he was the topic instead of her, she had no fears.

They turned the next corner, and Nelson resumed where he’d left off.

“Just knowing that you understand has helped me. Got me moving again, at long last.”

“I am glad.”

He stopped abruptly and turned to her. “By the way, Mary Theresa, I hope you don’t mind me butting in between you and Stella. I know she’s the reason you come over.

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