down on his knees the minute she left and ask God to make her decide in his favor. Asit was, he simply sent a silent entreaty, a single eloquent word, to whoever in the cosmos might happen to be listening.
Please!
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âNow tell us about that nice-looking man with the two adorable children I saw you talking to at church this morning.â Cateâs mother passed the basket of fresh-baked rolls to her daughter.
Cate had wondered how long it would take for someone in her family to grill her about that conversation. That was the one bad thing about being part of a close-knit clan. Everybody assumed they had a right to know everything about your life. On the plus side, however, her family had often proven to be a good sounding board.
âA man by the name of Clay Adams.â She quickly filled them in on the situation.
âPoor man,â her mother murmured.
âIt might be better to go for a more permanent position,â Mark offered as he helped himself to a second serving of roast chicken.
Her older brother had always been the most security-conscious sibling, and Cate wasnât surprised by his response. In light of his legal training, she also expected him to give her the third degree about Clayâunless Rob beat him to it.
âSounds like this man could really use your help, though,â her grandfather chimed in.
âThe timing is perfect, too, since youâre free now, anyway,â her father added.
âItâs odd how it worked out.â Cateâs face grew pensive. âI mean, he could have gone to any church, but he picked ours. And if he hadnât spoken to Pastor Bob, I would never have gotten involved. Itâs funny how a chance meeting can have such an impact.â
âIâm not convinced it was chance,â her mother declared. âI think itâs all part of Godâs plan.â
âDoes this guyâs story seem on the up-and-up to you?â Rob interjected.
âSpoken like a true police officer,â Cate teased her younger brother.
âHey, you canât be too careful these days.â
âTrue. But he offered to put me in touch with the police department in his sisterâs hometown and her pastor.â
âThatâs a good sign,â Rob conceded. âIf you ask me, I think you ought to help the guy out. Heâs new in town, has no family around and is trying to juggle what sounds like a demanding job with the needs of two kids. Speaking from the perspective of a single male, I imagine heâs in way over his head and sinking fast.â
âI think thatâs a fair assessment.â Cate propped her chin in her hand and toyed with her mashed potatoes. âAnd the children are wonderful. But they need a lot of love and attention.â
âDo you think it might be too much for you?â Her mother gave her a worried look.
âA challenge, maybe. But not too much.â
âYouâd be perfect for them,â Michelle declared. âAnd I could help in a pinch, if things get crazy. It would be good practice.â She patted her swelling tummy.
At her sister-in-lawâs comment, Cate smiled. âI think youâre going to have other things on your mind for the next few months. But I appreciate the offer.â She surveyed the table. âIt sounds like the family consensus is that I should take the job.â
âIt would be the Christian thing to do,â her mother said.
âWhat do you think, Cate?â her grandfather asked.
She sent him a grateful smile. Her opinionated family could be rather overwhelming, but Pop always managed to inject a subtle reminder that her decisions were, in the end, hers. Theyâd always been close, and the spry older man had been her staunchest ally when sheâd decided to buy a condo despite the protests of her parents and her overly protective brothers.
âIâm going to pray on it a bit, but I think Iâm going to do it. I