Sarah's Promise by Leisha Kelly

Author:Leisha Kelly [Kelly, Leisha]
Language: eng
Format: epub, mobi
Tags: ebook, book
Publisher: Baker Publishing Group
Published: 2008-08-31T20:00:00+00:00

I didn’t have the appetite for that sandwich. I would never have expected Donald to push things so far. He’d asked me out on dates plenty of times when we were in school, but I’d always turned him down and thought that was the end of it. Now he was a grown man, twenty-three like Frank, and he hadn’t let it go.

Dad was worried for me, I could tell. I told him everything Donald did and said, and though he wasn’t really threatening, I’d been scared just the same. And Dad was mad. That waitress had probably told Donald he’d better clear out before my father got there, and she’d been right. Who knew what might have happened?

We talked some more about Frank’s decision and my answer to it. Dad was sure I was right to be supportive, but he knew it was hard too. Especially when I’d been expecting Frank home. After a while, Dad tried to get back to work on an old engine while we waited. I pulled out the poetry book and tried to read, but I just couldn’t concentrate.

I dreaded riding home with Orville now, even if Donald wasn’t with him. And Dad must have thought that through. He wiped his hands on an old grease rag and tried calling Charlie Hunter’s home telephone. He wasn’t there, but Dad told his wife that we needed a ride if he was able to give us one.

I sat and prayed. Forcing Donald from my thinking, I ran through the conversation with Frank again in my mind. And then a thousand jumbled memories rushed through me. Of Frank the day his leg got broken, being brave despite the pain. Of his brothers and other boys tormenting him endlessly, calling him retarded and scatterbrained and crazy. Of sitting under the apple tree with him while he calculated sums he couldn’t do on paper. And then listening with wonder while he told about the cherubim described in the book of Ezekiel and about molecules and elements, and how that excited him when he thought of the Lord God forming Adam from the dust of the ground.

It was stupid for Donald to try to get my attention. Frank and I had shared so much for so long. Heartache and loss. Good times and bad. I couldn’t feel for anybody else what I felt for Frank. Not ever.

I still remembered the day we’d talked in the timber when the war was young, when he’d asked me to always be his friend. It’d been easy to promise that I would, even though the things we were going through and about to go through weren’t easy at all. I knew I’d loved Frank even then, before either of us had known to admit it, because he was honest enough to bare his heart and humble enough to admit his own fears.

Lord, help me not to doubt, not to fear, despite the squeezing press of nerves I feel inside. Frank trusts you. He believes you’re leading him.

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