man’s goodness did not reside in his house of worship, but in his heart. Eventually her mom had grown to love Ted as much as she loved Cal, which was a lot. God, Kayla missed her dad. They were just coming up on two years since he passed.
Beth decided to make small talk. “Are you married, Rich?”
Rich kept playing but he dropped his head for a moment, “No, ma’am. Not anymore. If y’all had been around here a little longer, you could have heard the gossip. My wife ran off on me. She ran off with one of my elders. People blamed me for not keeping my house in order, and that is why the church is so bereft of congregants.” He kept playing. He had said all of this so matter-of-fact, like he was talking about business.
“Oh, I am so sorry Rich,” Kayla said.
“I am confident that all things work together for the good,” he said leaving out part of the passage and Kayla knew it, “and I am confident that He will reveal to me my purpose at some point. I have to believe there is one.”
Ted rose and headed toward the back sliding glass door. He made no mention, made no face, there was nothing to show it, but Kayla knew what her husband was thinking. He was thinking that man will make anything up to convince himself that he has purpose, it was almost a mantra of Ted’s. Ted opened the door and called out for his daughter.
“Damnit, Maxine Craven! You get your butt in here, you are soaking wet. And what is this? I thought you had the one dog.” Ted grabbed a towel out of the nearby bathroom.
Max looked like a drowned rat, her hair all matted, her clothes soaked through. Her dad began drying her off as she answered. “Daddy, they were alone. I told them they could be part of our family.”
Ted didn’t even miss a beat. “Yeah? Well tell them they can stay on the porch.”
Max looked up at her father with a broad toothy smile and said, “okay.” She didn’t even turn around, but the dogs all laid down on the porch. Besides the pit bull, there was now a mutt of some sort and a huge German Shepherd. “Their names are Snickers and Rex. Rex is the big one.” Ted gave her a hug and closed the door. The dogs didn’t seem to care less.
CHAPTER SEVENTEEN
Looking into the hazy mess that was created by the deluge of rain, Adam was perplexed. He hadn’t seen rain like this in a long time. It kept the day in almost dusk-level darkness all morning. As far as he could tell, it was after mid-day, but there was no way to be sure. The rest of the group were trying to place stops in the crevasses under the doors to keep their little shelter from flooding. The pool had flooded within an hour, but the rest of the area was now covered in about an inch of water that was seeping in every nook and cranny around the building where they had slept. It was not really a great place to take shelter any longer.
“Well, this isn’t going to work”, Kyle said as Adam turned to see the water coming in under the door they were trying to seal up with towels.
Cal looked down on it and gave up. “Yeah, never mind. We are going to have to find some other shelter. What is between here and Forest Township?”
Kyle thought for a moment and replied, “Across the highway is a hardware megastore. There is a Target on this side, just up the road, then nothing until you get to the high school.”
Cal nodded and looked at the rest of them. “Do you all want me to decide, or do we take a vote?”
Adam was the first to speak. “Well, Sarge, I have followed you many times before, but you never asked for my vote before.”
Cal grinned broadly. “Thanks, Doc, but you didn’t enlist for this one. Also, I have no authority over you guys. So if you want me to be the decision-maker on the team, just let me know.”
Adam nodded, “I am good with it, never went wrong before with that.”
Kyle just said, “Seriously, Pop.”
Jessica and Ellen nodded, and Erica asked, “You are a doctor, Adam?”
Cal turned to her, “No, ma’am, he is
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