“Mom tell me what happen. I sorry.” Adam signed.
Rachel drew her knees up to her chest and stared off in to space. She had messed things up pretty well by playing her game. For all her talk of living in the moment-.”
“I here if need talk.” Adam walked over and sat next to Rachel on the edge of her bed.
“I’d rather talk Yvonne.” She signed back.
He turned and swiped away a tear with his thumb. “I not want talk about Yvonne.”
“Why not?” He didn’t have an answer. “Adam, you Yvonne love together. You need bring wife here. Live Ohio again.”
“I need know what God want.”
“You think God want you here Yvonne there?” She was signing so fast her hands made smacking sounds. “You think God want Yvonne cry alone California and you sad Ohio?”
He stood up and faced her. “You not believe God real. Why you think God talk you about me, Yvonne.”
“I don’t know God real or no real but I know story Daniel and Lions.”
“What you talk about?”
“That king put Daniel with Lions but king know is wrong. He not believe in God but he know Daniel good man. Can see Daniel should not die. He pray, God answer.”
“That nothing about my problem.”
“Yes, is.” Rachel knew what she was trying to say but she didn’t have all those Bible verses her brother would listen to. She knew a few stories about Jesus and the one about Daniel. That was her whole arsenal. What she did know is that Adam and Yvonne should be together.
“I not need believe in God know you married, you want Ohio, Yvonne want live Ohio. Maybe God not always tell you do stuff you don’t like. Maybe he also tell you do things he know you want do.”
“I think about what you say.” He turned and walked out. Rachel lifted her cell phone out of her purse and scrolled down to Curtis’ cell number. She couldn’t call him yet. He didn’t want to talk to her but she needed to see his face. She clicked “Ok” on the number and the small photo she snapped of him recently popped up.
Tears rolled down her face. She loved him so bad it hurt. Exactly where she didn’t want to be. The phone face dimmed and she opened and closed to reset then scrolled back down and brought up his picture again.
The holes he’d pierced in the armor around her heart were letting feelings she didn’t want to have come in.
You are reading A Face in the Shadow by Tiffany Colter.
Tiffany is a writer, speaker and writing career coach. She is a frequent contributor to print and online publications in addition to her regular marketing blog at http://www.writingcareercoach.com/
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