CHAPTER 42
“That was some prayer service, wasn’t it?” Scott held the car door open and helped Grandma Lucy into the backseat. “And I have to say it seems like pretty opportune timing with Secretary Hamilton just about to fly home from Pyongyang.”
Grandma Lucy didn’t respond. Kennedy turned around from the passenger seat to look at her. “I was really encouraged by your prayer,” she said. “Thank you for that.” She wondered if it was premature to make a connection between such a powerful prayer vigil and the Secretary of State’s last day in Pyongyang.
Grandma Lucy smiled faintly, and Kennedy couldn’t be quite sure if she’d heard or understood.
“Come on.” Scott sat down on the driver side. “Let me take you two ladies to your hotel. It’s been a long night, hasn’t it, Grandma Lucy?”
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