The meeting ended with everyone standing in a circle, holding hands in silent prayer. Lord, get me out of here, I prayed.
In two minutes, He did.
On the way to my car, while wrapping my scarf around my neck against a chill mid-January wind, Mindy and Gwen caught up with me. Gwen had blond pigtails, wide blue eyes, and freckles. She looked like Pippi Longstocking. “Mindy and I usually go to Starbucks for coffee afterward. Would you like to join us?”
“Sure. I could use a tall cappuccino right now.” The heck with the decaf, I decided. I’d have high-test.
“Do you know where it is?” Mindy wanted to know.
“Off Falls Road, over by Fresh Fields?”
“Right! We’ll meet you there.”
From the church, I turned right onto Roland, left on Lake, and proceeded cautiously down the hill to Falls Road. As
