“It’s been two years since I made that phone call,” Kari murmured as she changed the calendar page to the month of October. She moved to the window and pulled back the curtain to stare out at the overcast sky.
“All I wanted was a brother,” she whispered tearfully. She shook her head impatiently and dropped the curtain. She was an adult. She needed to grow up. After all, she had her sister and her dad.
But ever since her mother had died and they’d found the old photos, she had wondered about the child her mother had borne in her late teens. And wanted to meet him.
Kari pulled back the curtain again. She took a deep breath. It was what it was. She expelled the air in her lungs and leaned her forehead against the glass. “Divine Spirit, you know,” she whispered. “I leave it with You.”
Copyright © 2014 Loretta Miles Tollefson