He left, and I don't know when he'll be back or if he'll keep his promise to return to us. I promised myself this would be the last time I cry because of him. I need to be stronger. I’m the only one who suffers if I keep crying over things I can't control.
Only God knows how this ends. If He grants my prayer, there's still no certainty, but there is one thing I know for sure. He won't let His child suffer. If He doesn't grant what I'm praying for, it's only because it isn't good for me.
"Uncle Ardent!" Precious cried out, startling me. She was awake, and the person she expected to see was gone again. He was back to New Orleans. Her cries were so loud. I teared up too, but I fought the urge to sob. Just like Precious, I feel the deep longing for her father.
I went out of the room to atte
