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Harry.”
    Cathy shook her head. “She’ll probably tell him as much as she told us. We really need to pray for her. And tomorrow, I’m going to close the clinic and go with her.”
    Tory nodded. “Good idea. She doesn’t need to go through this alone.”
    As Cathy headed back to her house and Tory back to hers, Brenda stepped across her yard. David’s light shone in the workshop, and she knew he was working late to make up for the time he’d lost working on the limousine. She opened the door and stepped in, smelling the scent of sawdust and lacquer. Her husband, with his red curly hair and freckled skin, stood over the cabinets he worked on, examining them with a critical eye.
    â€œWhat do you think?” he said. “Is this my best work, or what?”
    She ran her hand along the sandy wood. “I think your customer will be delirious.”
    â€œI think so, too. Maybe one of these days I’ll make a set for us.”
    She laughed. “I’m not holding my breath. You’ve got too much paying work.”
    â€œWell, I can dream, can’t I?”
    She sat on one of the counters, watching him crouch down to screw the hardware onto the doors. “I was just over at Sylvia’s.”
    â€œNice having her home, isn’t it? Too bad she can’t stay. When’s she planning to go back?”
    â€œI don’t know. She had a little disturbing news.”
    He looked up at her. “What was that?”
    â€œThey found a lump in her breast.”
    David unfolded from his crouch and stood up. “Oh, no.”
    â€œYes. She’s acting all upbeat about it, like she’s not worried at all.”
    â€œBut you know better.”
    â€œYeah, I know better.” Brenda slid off her perch. “The doctor says her fatigue and weakness are caused by anemia. But it worries me a little, David.”
    â€œWhy?”
    â€œBecause if they’re wrong, and anemia is not the thing causing her fatigue and weakness, then maybe she does have cancer, and if it’s already affecting her that way, it could be really advanced.”
    â€œYou’re borrowing trouble,” he said. “Who was it that said today has enough trouble of its own?”
    She smiled. “Jesus.”
    â€œOh.” He turned around and fiddled with the tools behind him, got what he needed, and squatted back down. “Never thought you’d hear me quoting the Bible, did you?”
    She didn’t answer him. There was no point. “Well, I guess I’d better get inside and see if the kids did the dishes.”
    He got up and pressed a kiss on her lips. “You okay?”
    â€œYeah.” She laid her face against his chest, and he closed his arms around her. “I’m a little concerned, that’s all. But I’ll pray for her tonight, heavy-duty prayers. God will listen.”
    He didn’t respond, just turned back to his work as Brenda left the building and walked across the grass to her house. She whispered a quiet prayer that she knew was familiar to God’s ears. “Take the veil from his eyes, Lord. Please help him to see.”
    The fact that God did not answer immediately didn’t daunt her at all. He hadn’t for the many years that she’d been praying for David. She knew one day the prayer would be answered. It had to be, in God’s timing. God had promised that anything she asked according to his will would be done. Saving David would glorify the Lord, so how could it not be in his will? There were no ifs, ands, or buts about it. She only wished the Lord’s timing was more like her own.

C HAPTER
    Seven

    Later that night , Cathy found Mark sitting at his computer. She leaned in his doorway. “What are you doing?”
    He looked at her over his shoulder. “He influences you too much.”
    â€œWhat? Who does?”
    â€œSteve.”
    She sighed and pushed off from the doorway. “Of course