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Her spirits lifted now as she thought of Morley. She hoped he would be waiting in the house, and had not gone to the fields, or even to the barn. She needed the comfort of his arms, and his wise counsel. She knew he would speak of God and the love of Jesus, words that came so naturally to his lips. But how would she respond to those words this morning after what had happened? How could God allow a young man’s life to be snatched away so needlessly?
The wildflowers in the ditches, the robins flitting across her path as she drove, the lone gopher that always seemed to come out of hiding to scamper across the road in the same place every morning, held no joy for her today. She turned the car radio on and tuned in to her favorite station, but Eddie Fisher’s I Need You Now only made her feel worse, so she reached over and clicked it off.
Tyne saw her husband as she parked the car in the yard. He was standing at the foot of the stairs leading to the back veranda, and as she stepped from the vehicle he walked towards her, their border collie, Sparky, at his side. He pulled her into his arms, and she sank into the comforting embrace and began to cry. Without words he held her until her sobs subsided. Then he wiped the tears from her cheeks with his work-roughened, but gentle, hands.
“Come into the house, sweetheart,” Morley said. “I’ll make your breakfast while you change out of your uniform.”
Tyne smiled through her tears, bent to pat Sparky’s head, then followed her husband into the house where the fragrant aroma of freshly brewed coffee began to lift her spirits.
Seated across from him at the table in their sunlit kitchen, Tyne sipped her coffee but had little appetite for the eggs and toast he had prepared. Not to disappoint him, she ate a few bites then smiled apologetically. “Sorry, honey, I just can’t eat this morning.”
“It’s okay, don’t worry about it. You’ll feel more like having a meal after you’ve had a long sleep.”
“I hope so; I have to work again tonight. Dr Crawford gave me sleeping pills, but I hate to take them. I don’t want to feel woozy when I wake up and have to drive to work.”
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