“A cool breeze made rivulets of water dance across the surface as the weeping willows swayed. Clouds gathered overhead, like a ball of gray wool that seemed to unravel with each passing moment. Soon the sky would open up and cry for Pastor Julian, and for all the others loved and lost. Carin retrained her gaze, settling on Jake, who stood at the head of the group that had gathered near the gazebo. His voice soothed as he gave the eulogy in Pastor Julian’s honor. “Pastor Julian brought humor and ...wisdom to my life, and to the lives of so many. He was the kind of man I hope to be. He’ll be greatly missed.” Carin brushed tears from her cheeks as she glanced at Lilly, bundled beneath a quilt in the wheelchair beside her. The woman’s expression was faraway, her gaze set on the shimmering water, and Carin wondered if she was thinking of the husband and daughter she’d lost so many years ago and the granddaughter who seldom found the time to come and see her. Jake finished speaking and closed his Bible.MoreLessRead More Read Less
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