Chapter 18: Hard Choices
Bobby Halverson sat in Betty’s kitchen eating Thanksgiving leftovers. He was thinking about Reuben and the war and the strange twist of fate that had brought them together. The entwining of their lives stretched out behind, and he wondered again at the journey they had shared together.
If I hadn’t been in the bar that night in Wooster, and if you hadn’t stood up to Clancy, I wouldn’t have met you, and we never would have become friends—and then I couldn’t have challenged you about fighting for your country. If I hadn’t been in your life, you might have decided to join the church and marry Jerusha way back then, and everything would have been different—and I might not be alive today. Isn’t it strange how our whole life can swing on one little moment or one decisio
