CHAPTER 1
Snow fell from the sky at a listless, melancholy pace. Susannah was early, like normal.
Susannah was always early.
Early to graduate high school so that now she was the only teenager she knew who was already this bone-crushingly, soul-wearyingly tired. As if she’d lived four or five decades already.
Dear God, when did I grow so old?
She slipped into her regular spot in the sanctuary. Folks at Orchard Grove Bible Church worked themselves up about a fair number of important issues, pew placement being fairly high up on the list.
Some things would never change. Her aching spirit knew that much with an unyielding certainty. Like the snow. It would keep on falling, keep on covering the drab, muddy winter scene in a beautiful, pristine white, but by tomorrow the landscape would b
