Through the Storm by Vanessa Miller

Author:Vanessa Miller
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Vanessa Miller
Published: 2015-03-08T05:00:00+00:00

Chapter 20

Instead of being able to spend three weeks with her mother, Iona would have to break up her time between her mother and father. Her father’s pre-trial hearing was next week, so she would go back to Dayton for that, and then come back to Chicago and finish her visit with her mother. Iona had asked Neil to find Larry Harris so they could try to find out who hired him to frame her father. So she would have to leave Chicago if Neil managed to locate Larry, the contract killer. There was one silver lining in all of this though; her mother was up and walking around. Another one of God’s miracles?

Iona started unpacking her suitcase, putting her things away when her mother came into her room. “Are you ready to go?”

“Go? Go where?” Iona asked.

Cynda leaned against the door jam and smiled at her daughter. “You said that you would go to the Prayer Journey if I was able to go with you.” Cynda spread her arms as if to say ‘Ta-Da’. “I’m ready to go. The journey starts at ten this morning, so you’ve got about twenty minutes to get ready and then meet me downstairs.”

Downstairs? That’s right, her mother had climbed the stairs. “Are you supposed to be climbing stairs, Mother? Do you think you’re well enough for all this?”

“Keith bought me a wheelchair, so I’m going to ride in it as we go through the Prayer Journey.”

“Okay, I’ll be down in fifteen minutes,” Iona told her. She showered and threw on a sweatshirt and pair of jeans just as her cell rang. She started not to answer it, but when she looked at the caller ID and saw that it was Donavan, she hurriedly pushed the talk button.

She plastered a smile on her face as she said, “Hey Golden Bsoy, is that you?”

Iona heard a quick intake of breath on the other line and then the line went dead.

“Oh no, what did I do?” Iona asked herself as she dialed her brother’s number. He didn’t answer, so she hung up and redialed. Still no answer so she left him a message. “Donavan, I didn’t mean anything by the ‘Golden Boy’ comment. I was just joking with you. I love you, Donavan, okay? Please call me back. Daddy and Nina-mama need you with them.” She closed her flip phone and headed downstairs. As much as she would like to call and leave dozens of messages on Donavan’s phone, she had to focus on her mother right now.

When she got downstairs, she walked into the family room to find her mother kneeling on the floor in prayer. Iona thought about the other day when she met Nina at the police station and how Nina told her that she never leaves her house without praying. Iona wondered if she should pray for Donavan before leaving the house, but she let that thought die an easy death.

Keith drove them to the church and took the wheelchair out of the trunk, carefully locked it in place and then helped Cynda climb aboard.

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