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yellow T-shirt. The front had some kind of Christian graphic on it, but he couldn’t make out what it was without staring at her chest.
    It was nice, riding along with a pretty girl, feeling like his old self. He should take a page from Sunny’sbook and stop worrying. God could take care of him, that is, if God wanted to.
    Sunny drained the last of her nasty, black coffee and wondered if drinking it this way was worth keeping Pete’s mind off Lisa. He hadn’t said if they’d had children, but he seemed the kind of man who would talk about them, even show pictures, if he had any. He would make a terrific father. She knew that, though she was no expert on fathers. Or mothers. But if she ever had a baby, her child would never doubt how much he was loved, and he’d always be able to trust his mom.
    When had she stopped trusting her parents? It was long before the wedding fiasco. Resentment was an old, old emotion, one that she loaned to the Lord when she ought to give it to Him for keeps.
    Sometimes, when she went before the Lord, it got in the way. The Word was clear on the subject. She couldn’t have unloving feelings toward anyone and also say she loved God.
    Lord, forgive me for dwelling on the past again. It’s a human thing to do, but it brings no glory to your Son. Once more, help me realize I’ve never walked this way before. It’s a new day, and You have a plan for me. You’re here, and I trust You.
    It was true. The Holy Spirit was here and His sweet sense of peace. No wonder the Word said to “pray always” and to “continue in prayer.” She took a deep, cleansing, satisfying breath and let it out slowly, relishing His comfort.
    “I believe that sounded like a sigh of contentment,” Pete said, smiling, his eyes crinkling at the corners the way she liked.

    “I was thanking God for this beautiful day.”
    He glanced at her warily. It didn’t matter. She’d gotten used to that look ever since she’d started talking openly about God. Her beloved nanny had taught her to keep religion private out of consideration for others, but these days God was so real, she had to acknowledge Him. How could it hurt, as long as she didn’t judge?
    “I love being in the mountains,” she said conversationally so Pete wouldn’t be uncomfortable. “Where do you usually hike?”
    He checked his mirrors, the rearview and sides, before answering. “No one place.”
    Her hooey detector buzzed an alarm. He wasn’t being quite honest. Or maybe he thought it was none of her business.
    “From the look of your gear, you must be a serious backpacker,” he said, inviting hiking conversation.
    She relaxed, chiding her suspicious mind. She’d been around teenagers too long, suspecting things that weren’t there. “I love hiking, but it’s a new interest. After I broke off with Bruce, I found I liked getting away from everybody and everything.”
    Pete understood perfectly. He’d become a loner when his life fell apart.
    “There’s something so peaceful about being in the wilderness with the vastness of God’s creation all around,” she said dreamily.
    “For me, it’s the ocean. I love the sound, the sight, the reassuring sameness of the tide.”
    “An endless reminder of God’s power.”
    He’d never been with someone so at ease talkingabout God. He agreed with what she’d said, but it wouldn’t have occurred to him to say it.
    “The thing I like about hiking,” she mused, “is you can’t dwell on the everyday stuff. You’re caught up in your surroundings, and pretty soon everything’s right with the world.”
    “I think you might have enjoyed Part Two of our date,” he said ruefully.
    She gave him that big, beautiful smile. “I am enjoying it. Much more than I thought I would! Remind me to tell you my first impression when we have more time. This is our turnoff, and I need a minute to get back into character. I want to be wild about my man!”
    His heart beat picked up, and his grin felt so wide, he