Beyond the Gathering Storm by Janette Oke

Author:Janette Oke [Oke, Janette]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Romance, (¯`'•.¸//(*_*)\\¸.•'´¯)
ISBN: 9780764224003
Publisher: Bethany House
Published: 1990-01-01T00:00:00+00:00

The next day the post brought a letter from Henry. As difficult as it was to wait, Elizabeth put it up on the small shelf by the radio until Wynn returned home for the noon meal. He was hardly in the door before she told him of it.

“What did he say? Will he be home?”

“I waited for you.”

“You should have gone ahead—”

“We don’t get many letters from the children. I thought we should share it.”

Wynn nodded, smiled, and gave her a hug. “Should we wait until after we’ve eaten?” he asked, his voice teasing. But she was already on her way to get the envelope.

Elizabeth slit it open carefully and read aloud.

Dear Dad and Mom,

I’ve been putting off getting in touch until I had things worked out here. Regretfully I will be unable to get home for Christmas. It’s too far to travel for such a short time. There are just the three of us, and Rogers needs some family time, and Laray hasn’t had much experience, so I figure I’d better stay in place. I sure will miss you.

Otherwise things are going quite well here. I’m beginning to feel at home in the church. I wish it were possible for me to attend every Sunday. It’s hard to get involved when one is there only now and then.

I did start sort of a Boys’ Club, though, for eight- to twelve-year-olds. We don’t do anything too exciting. Just go on hikes and fish a bit, etc. They seem to think it great, though. It reminds me of your Sunday school group, Dad. The boys want an honest-to-goodness camping trip in the spring. I promised them I’d think about it.

Rogers did put me in touch with a real estate agent who finally managed to find a little place for me. It’s not much. Only a couple of rather shabby little rooms, but it does have a stove and I can make my own meals. I still go down to Jessie’s with the fellows now and then, but at least my poor stomach is getting a break.

I’ve had some more Sunday dinner invitations, and believe me they are greatly appreciated. At least most of the time. I’ve been in a few houses where the woman couldn’t cook worth a nickel and a few others where the daughter was a bit too forward. But all in all I’ve welcomed the change from what Jessie or I can scrape up.

I was wondering, Dad, if you have been able to get any of that root for arthritis that we talked about. Poor Mr. Martin seems a little worse each time I see him. It’s sad because he’s really not that old.

Trust you are both keeping well. You are in my daily prayers.

With my love,

Henry

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