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But because they weren’t married, he was the one living in the house, and he was the one driving the expensive new car. Soon he began to forsake everything but activities that could earn him more money to get an even bigger house and an even better car.
    And then, three days before what was supposed to be their wedding day, Michael called it off, leaving her to phone everyone and cancel. Within a few hours of announcing this, he ran off with a woman he worked with—a woman who also wanted the biggest and best, and the latest and the greatest out of life, a woman who had the very college education that Marielle had given up to work two jobs so that Michael could go to college instead. Elaine was exactly like Michael, in feminine form.
    Marielle vowed she would never go through that again. Maybe one day she might be able to take a chance and open her heart, but when she did, it wouldn’t be to a man who was driven to work until he nearly dropped, but to someone who could be content with what God had given him.
    As she watched Russ boot up the computer after he had everything connected, she noted that especially included a man so obsessed with work that he was back on the job without taking sufficient time to recuperate after a three-story fall.
    But for now, Russ was an answer to one particular prayer. The center needed more computers. She’d had such success with her outreach ministry in the community that she had doubled the anticipated number of regular attendees in her ragtag group. God had provided for her needs, so she would do whatever was necessary to help the teens who needed it.
    One of the boys smacked Russ on the back as the prompt showing that the first program had been successfully installed flashed on the screen. The pain of the impact showed clearly on Russ’s face.
    Marielle cringed on his behalf. Instead of working, Russ should have been in bed. Resting. Healing.
    His priorities were all wrong. It didn’t take a rocket scientist to see that he wasn’t here because of a burning need to help the underprivileged teens. He was only here because his boss had told him to come, and as a step toward getting a new computer for himself faster.
    She wasn’t impressed.
    A male voice broke into her thoughts. “Have you seen all these programs?”
    She spun around to see Jason, her most promising member, sitting on the floor picking through the boxes.
    Jason held up one of the program CDs. “Look at this graphics program! Most people have to take a course for it. And we’re getting it for free!”
    â€œCourse?” Marielle said. “What kind of course?”
    Jason stood. “A couple of the kids in my physics class are taking it at night. It’s four weeks, and it’s too expensive for my mom to pay for.” He glanced over at Russ. “Will he be able to teach this to us?”
    â€œI think he’s going to teach it to me tomorrow, and then I’m going to teach it to all of you.”
    Jason blinked. “You’re kidding. Right?”
    Marielle watched Russ push the chair back and stand.
    â€œThat’s it for tonight,” he said. “But I’ll be back tomorrow to show you how to work some of these programs.”
    Jason edged closer to Marielle. “It’s taking Josh and Sara four weeks to learn that one.”
    Marielle gulped. “I’m sure it won’t take me that long.” She hoped…

Chapter Four
    M arielle pulled into the church parking lot earlier than usual, but she was still too late. Another vehicle was parked in the otherwise empty lot. A shiny new SUV, something far more expensive than any of the other cars that would have been parked in this neighborhood.
    She parked beside it, noting, as she got out and walked past, the blinking red security light, as well as the locking bar mechanism bolted to the steering wheel.
    She almost felt like giving it a shove, just to see what happened. Almost.
    Russ