Her Prince Charming: An Inspirational Romance (18 page)

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these talks during their drives to and from Tammy’s farm, with Janie relating to him her whole sad story. The sting of rejection and abuse from her parents, the siblings she never saw, the cruelty she witnessed, the vindication of her scholarship to Sterling, and the various triumphs that buoyed her lonely student life. They would talk long after they’d arrive at her door, just sitting in his truck and chatting. She realized in talking to him that she had many sources of pride in her life, and she took brief moments during their chats — just to stay silent and be thankful for them. She didn’t pray aloud, not knowing how Bradley would react, but pray she did nonetheless. Quietly, in her mind, on the ride home, then saying the words with Cookie next to her, when she was at home, alone. After a time, however, Bradley joined her, bowing his head solemnly and screwing his eyes shut like her Sunday-schoolers did. 

Janie also realized during this time that her life was marked by achievements but bereft of love — apart from the higher Love, of course. Aside from the wonderful West family and the respect and admiration of her crew with Habitats, she seldom allowed anyone close to her very core.

Bradley had somehow broken through so many barriers in her heart, and she wilted a little inside to think of how soon they would be parted. Each plane of siding and stretch of cladding attached to Mrs. Welch's house took Janie further away from the life she’d come to love in Greenview. 

And here he was, the man she'd come to admire and had opened up to so much, the man who rescued her from literal peril and emotional isolation — she would deny him the right to try and discover God for himself? Maybe, in thinking that Bradley want to discover the Light just to be with her, she failed to see the bigger, grander plan behind it all? Maybe, she was the conduit for him to find God…

Her Prince Charming: An Inspirational Romance

Copyright © 2015 by Faith Austen

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