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The letter was for her, Blanche Macdonald, with the correct address, but other words were scrawled on the envelope.
Very important! DNTA.
Blanche raised an eyebrow. The letters were William’s code for notes he’d left on the phone table. Do Not Throw Away. Had he suspected she might be tempted to treat his letters with disdain? Perhaps he was getting more sensitive to her feelings. She was tired of praying. If it had been up to her, she would have stopped ages ago, but she couldn’t stop while Naomi pressed on. Blanche’s heart was wrung out from crying at home and trying not to cry at work.
Helena hadn’t come to the final class, but she’d sent a note.
My sister, keep trusting Jesus. We’re doing the same.
There’d be no more communication. Helena and Anton were wise enough to know any
