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by the market for individual car sellers. Erin noticed her hands were Shaking as she stepped out of the van and headed toward Sam’s car.
    God… let this work, please. That baby is ours, not hers.
    My grace is sufficient for you, daughter.
    The response came so quick, so certain that Erin froze in place, right in the middle of the supermarket parking lot.
    “Erin, look out!” Sam shouted at her from where he’d parked the Contour.
    She jumped and ran lightly to Sam, her head spinning. “I… I’m sorry. I couldn’t think for a minute.”
    “Okay.” Sam put his hand on her shoulder and stared at her. “Listen.” His expression told her he was more scared than angry, but his tone was sharp.
    “Don’t panic on me, Erin. God’s in control, remember? Wasn’t that what you kept telling me when we started this idea?”
    Erin’s heart was racing, her forehead damp with sweat. What had happened back there? The words had come to her as certainly as if someone had shouted them at her from across the parking lot. But they didn’t come at her through her ears, the way it usually worked. Rather they came straight into her heart, through her heart, maybe.
    What was it she’d heard?
    My grace is sufficient for you. Wasn’t that it?
    She clenched her fists and dug her fingernails into the palms of her hands.
    Breathe out, she told herself. Breathe out and say something. She looked at Sam and forced a weak smile. “You’re right, “I—” she shook her head–”I’m sorry. I guess I’m worried it won’t sell.”
    “It’ll sell.”
    “But what if it doesn’t sell this weekend?” They had convinced the baby’s birth parents to give them two days—the entire weekendmto come up with the money. But the tattooed man had
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    been adamant about having the money by Sunday night. “You heard what he said.”
    “It’ll sell, Erin.”
    “But if it doesn’t, how can—”
    Sam put his finger to her lips. His expression softened and he pulled her into his arms. They stayed that way while passersby and car shoppers milled around them, as other prospective car sellers moved their vehicles into the parking area and left.
    Finally, Sam spoke. “It’s hard on me, too.” He pressed his cheek against her hair. “I keep asking God what’s going on, what he’s doing, letting that woman work us over like this. Why does having a baby have to be so hard?”
    Erin’s anxiety faded and she drew back, studying the man she loved. This was new for Sam, this allowing her to see a glimpse of his true feelings. No matter what he said or how stoic his composure, he was every bit as scared as she. He was looking at her, and she searched his eyes until she could feel a connection deeper than ever before. “Thank you.”
    “Thank you?”
    “Yes.” She motioned to their little car. “Thank you for coming here, for loving me enough to sell the car and tell me the truth about how you feel. It means a lot.”
    “Well…” His chin quivered but he coughed twice and shook head, the way Erin had seen him steady himself a few other times in their marriage. “I want that little girl, Erin. I want her as do.” He sucked in a hard breath and dug his hands into his pockets. “Let’s pray God feels the same way.”
    They left the car and drove home together in her van. Two later they were having lunch when the phone rang. Sam took it and moved into the next room. After only a few minutes he hung up and found her again.
    :: “So?” Erin tried to read his face, but she couldn’t.
    ‘, “It sold.” His smile didn’t quite reach his eyes. “The man has the money.
    he’ll meet us at the car in an hour.”
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    shouted out loud. “Yes!!’ She looked at Sam again. “Everything’s going to be okay—I can feel it.”
    He nodded, but what remained of his smile faded.
    “Sam?” Her excitement dissolved like sand in an ocean wave. “What’s wrong?”
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