Charlisse stood at the starboard railing, allowing the warm breeze to waft over her. She inhaled a breath of the sweet, salty air and closed her eyes. Isabel stood beside her, silent for a moment, and Charlisse took advantage of the peace to converse with her Father and ask him for wisdom and guidance. Yet the heavenly realm seemed strangely quiet despite her pleas for help. Where are you, Lord? Why is this happening to me?
Nothing.
The breeze turned cold. He has abandoned you like every man in your life.
Nay, she refused to believe that. A verse filtered into her mind from the book of Matthew. I am with you always, even unto the end of the world. The Lord had delivered her once before, and he would surely do it again. But in place of the peace she normally felt, a chill threatened to f
