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Her role would be to live up to the image that people like the Tournquists
had established in society.
O Mother of God help me, I don’t know if I’m ready.
She shifted her position on the kneeler. Make me ready, please.
Make me worthy of Cam’s trust in me.
She suddenly realized that she was the only one left kneeling. Embarrassed,
she scrambled to a sitting position, hoping to attract as
little attention to herself as possible. But she felt her dad’s eyes on
her, and when she turned to him he frowned and shook his head.
Her cheeks flamed.
Suddenly, she heard Morley’s words spoken a year ago, before they
came into church for the Christmas Eve service. “I always feel comfortable
kneeling before the Lord. I do a lot of it.”
Oh, Morley!
God help me.
On New Year’s Day, Tyne took a walk through the deserted streets
of Emblem, up the hill to the site of the new hospital. Snow lay along
the roadside and covered much of the scar that the bulldozers had
wrought on the hill. There was a decided bite in the air but the sun
shone from a cloudless blue sky.
In three days she would be returning to Calgary and her job at
the Holy Cross. Her dad did not need her care any longer, and she
suspected that her mother would be somewhat relieved to have her
house to herself again. The hardest part was leaving Aunt Millie with
the committee work for the new hospital. The members of the Furnishings
Committee had valued her input; with only six months to
go until the Emblem & District Hospital would open its doors to its
first patient, they were disappointed that she had to leave.
She had been up here on the hospital site only once, on a brief visit
with her aunt soon after she arrived home in October. Then it had
been little more than a hole in the ground with forms in place for
the concrete foundation. So she gasped in surprise when she saw the
progress that had been made over the fall and early winter months.
The framing was complete, the tar and gravel roof in place, the windows
and doors framed in.
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