right.”
Dane smiled at her. “I did well enough as Dad’s partner in Cheyenne to put some money in the bank. It has helped me especially because Dr. Fraser is letting me pay for the purchase of the practice over a period of time. You can have the money to do your decorating whenever you want it.”
Tharyn squealed joyfully, wrapped her arms around him, and kissed him. “Oh, darling, thank you!”
“Hey, it’s your money now, too. Which makes me think. I need to take you to the bank tomorrow and put you on the business checking account, and both the personal checking account and the savings account.”
She giggled and bowed. “At your service, sir!”
Later that night, long after Dane had gone to sleep, Tharyn lay awake thinking about her new home. In her mind, she could picture each room completed, even down to the small bedroom next to the master bedroom, which would be the nursery. She thought of the children that God would give them, and a contented sigh escaped her lips. A tiny smile worked its way across her face.
She whispered into the quiet moonlit room, “Thank You, Lord, for doing ‘all things well.’ ”
It was a warm early July Sunday morning in Colorado’s Rocky Mountains.
Tharyn had been up since she first heard a rooster crow from afar off. Clad in her robe, she worked at preparing breakfast. While she moved about the kitchen, she was excited and a bit nervous about attending the new church for the first time. She persuaded herself that being somewhat nervous was only natural.
She was at the stove pouring scrambled eggs from the skillet into a bowl when Dane entered the kitchen. She saw him from the corner of her eye and gave him a loving smile. He moved up behind her, slid his arms around her in a gentle hug, and kissed the nape of her neck.
She giggled at the tickle she felt, set the skillet down, turned about in his arms, and gave him a good-morning kiss.
Later, when they were finished eating and enjoying a second cup of fragrant coffee, Dane noticed Tharyn staring out thekitchen window, her thoughts seemingly diverted. One of her hands lay on the tulip-printed tablecloth.
He laid his hand over hers.
Startled by his touch, she turned and looked at him.
Dane squeezed her hand. “Is something wrong, honey? You seem like your thoughts are miles away.”
She shook her head. “No, sweetheart. Nothing is wrong. My life is so wonderful. I’m married to the most marvelous man in all the world, and we’re about to embark on a great career together, finally realizing the dreams of a lifetime. What could possibly be wrong?”
“Well, you seem to be distracted today. Anything you want to talk about?”
She looked down for a moment, then raised her eyes to meet his. “I—I’m just a little nervous about going to a new church. You know how long I’ve been a member of the one in Denver where I knew everyone. I so dearly love Pastor Blandford and Nellie. So … I’m a bit out of place. I really like Pastor and Mrs. Shane, but it’s all so new. I know everything will be fine. You have told me how much you have enjoyed attending here when you couldn’t make it to Denver.”
“Very much so.”
“There’s nothing wrong at all, sweetheart. It’s just that my life has taken on such a change. Please understand. I’m superbly happy being married to you and doing what God has planned for us. It’s just that everything is a little different now.”
Dane stood up, took hold of Tharyn’s hand, and raised her to her feet. Taking both of her hands in his, he looked into her blue eyes. “I know that you have left everything that is familiar to you, but believe me, the people here are very kind and warm, especially the members of the church. You are going to fit in perfectly. The people of the church will welcome you with open arms. You have absolutely nothing to worry about.”
She smiled. “Of course, darling. You’re right. I guess I’m just a little jittery. But I know with you