CHAPTER 38
“Come in, come in.” Connie swung open the farmhouse door and embraced the young man with a giant hug. “Scott, this is Ian’s good friend Kennedy. Kennedy, I’d like to introduce you to Scott Phillips, who just moved to Orchard Grove from your neck of the woods.”
“Actually, I’ve been here a year,” the tall man said, stepping into the farmhouse. He gave Kennedy a smile. “Nice to meet you.”
Connie had already given Kennedy the abbreviated version of Scott’s entire life story. He’d spent years on the mission field before moving to Orchard Grove and marrying a local girl, and Kennedy figured they could find quite a bit to talk about on the way to Seattle.
“Grandma Lucy!” Connie called out. “Scott’s here. Are you ready?”
Grandma Lucy emerged from her prayer room, groaning slightly
