Sunday night, James couldn’t sleep. Every time he closed his eyes, his mind whirled with the way his life had changed in the last month, with the danger facing Melody, with praying that they stayed in God’s will as they built their marriage.
Energized, James left a sleeping Melody in the bed and wandered into the main room. As he turned on a lamp, the door to the office cracked open. He spotted Jen checking to see who was in the room before shutting the door again.
Not really feeling like working, he decided he would go through the boxes from Angela’s mom. He grabbed the first box off the stack and sat down on the couch, flipping the television to a country music video channel but turning the volume down low. He smiled at himself as he opened the box.
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