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matters.”
                  “You’re not Catholic, are you?”
                  “No, not at all. But it really doesn’t matter what church you go to. What matters, is what’s in here.” Anna placed her hand over her heart.
                  “What do you mean?” Ellen asked, puzzled.
                  “All of us have a very important decision to make. We each have a hole inside us that can only be filled with Jesus. Some people try to fill it with drugs or alcohol, some use jobs, or even families, but the hole remains until they let Jesus in.”
                  “I’ve never heard of that before. Is that why you read the Bible so much, because you’re trying to fill yourself with Jesus?”
                  “Partly, yes. I read the Bible because it allows me to get closer to God, and learn more about Him, but my hole has been filled up with Jesus for many years now.”
                  “I don’t understand. How does He fill this hole?”
                  “He comes in when you ask.”
     
                  Ellen found herself dwelling on Anna’s words for the rest of the day. She’d seen Anna reading her Bible, and knew there was something different about the older woman, but this whole concept of God being in a hole in her heart was mind boggling. The more she thought of it, the more she realized there probably was a hole. Even being here in Darcy Creek was evidence of that. She’d come because she wanted to escape the past that haunted her. To escape the secrets she didn’t want to share with anyone. The problem was, the past hadn’t left, and the emptiness inside that she carried had come along for the ride.
                  When she finished her shift at work, she went home to change into hiking clothes. A cloud cover had moved in, but she decided that a little rain wouldn’t matter. She’d go back to the Beaverdam trail and go for a nice long walk. Maybe she could sort out some of her feelings.
     
    James woke up to the sound of rain pounding on his steel roof. His head hurt. He glanced at the clock and saw that it read 5:30, then he flung his arm over his eyes to shut out the light. On the one hand he was starving and knew he should get up and eat something, but on the other, his entire body ached and he didn’t feel like moving. The ringer on his phone was way too loud.
                  He got out of bed and managed to pick it up on the sixth ring. "Hello?"
                  "James, it's Grandma."
                  "Hi. What's up?"
                  "I'm worried about Ellen. She said she was going for a walk on some trail after work, but this storm came up, so I tried to phone her house to make sure she got home and there's no answer."
                  "I see. What do you want me to do?" James rubbed his forehead with his fingers.
                  "I wondered if Ellen had a cellphone I can call."
                  "If she does, I don't know her number." She was lucky enough to even have obtained Ellen’s home number. It wasn’t like he’d been able to do that yet.
                  "All right. I wish I knew what trail she was on. She said it was the only one she'd been on."
                  "Beaverdam," James said flatly. "Someone had better go look for her, that's a tough trail in bad weather."
                  "Are you able to at least go check the parking lot and see if her car is there?"
                  "I guess." James really didn't feel like getting mixed up with Ellen again.
                  "I'd appreciate it. And James?"
                  "Yeah."
                  "I can hear the headache in your voice. Take some aspirin, and try some green tea next time you're upset."
                  "Okay." She knew him too