God stays awake all the time. In case we need to talk to Him about something.

Her eyes held an endless kind of love for him.

A verse came to mind, one that has comforted Kari before. It was the shortest verse in the Bible: Jesus wept. If he cried over Jerusalem, if he cried over the death of Lazarus, surely he was crying now over the death of her dreams, the death of her marriage.

There were times when I was so sick of talking about the Bible.

Three years? That's a thousand tomorrows, ma'am.

New steps. That's what it amounted to. The two of them were learning the steps that would bring them together, a dance that would take them into forever. A dance that could be nothing less than God's plan for their lives.

My characters are not plastic.