The Fire in Your Hands
Stormy Summer
I felt Andy pick me up and carry me somewhere. I was numb. I was dizzy.
"Put me down, now."
he gently set me down, and I stood, staring at the sky. Asking why.. Why now. Why ever?
i heard wails and cries of sorrow behind me. And for the first time... I didn't care. I didn't care about my sisters. I didn't care about Andy. I didn't care about me. I didn't care that they were upset. So was I.
That state of mind only lasted a few seconds, when I felt two small hands grab onto my legs. I looked down to see a teary eyed Karolina.
"Sissy?"
i sighed heavily and picked her up, sitting her in the window seat with me. She laid her head on my chest, snuggling into me. I wrapped my arms around her, protecting her from everything the world had to throw at her.
"When is mommy coming home?"
My heart ached.
"She isn't baby. Mommy went to live with Jesus."
She started to cry again. I couldn't help her. All I could do was hope and pray she understood that.
God give me strength.
I love this sequel!
8/31/14