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talented, but she'd given it up. Callie never
knew why, and her mother never talked about it. This was an
interested development.
“ What
is he going to do for your fathe ?,”
Milly asked.
“ I
have absolutely no idea. I had offered to help him figure it out and
he said he had it covered. I was quite surprised, actually. He's
full of surprises, Henry
is.”
“ So
it would seem. Well, I won't keep you. I'm sure you have to get
ready for church. We'll see you there.”
“ OK,
mom. Thanks for calling. I'll see you soon.” Callie hung up
the phone and thought about the conversation. It may
have been the most civil one she and her mother had had in months.
She hoped it was the start of a new era for their relationship. In
fact, she'd pray about in in church this morning. But she'd better
hurry up and get ready, or she'd be late.
Callie
had offered to pick up Henry and he was ready and waiting in the
marina parking lot, looking every bit the native Floridian in freshly
pressed cargo shorts, Tom's shoes and a tropical print camp shirt.
He smiled when he saw her, and got into the passenger side.
“ Hi,
how are you? Henry gave her a big smile and took in Callie's freshly
scrubbed beauty. She favoured minimal make up, and today only had on
some lip gloss. Her floral print sundress showed off her light tan
and she was radiant. And she had no clue. That was one thing he'd
noticed about her in the time they'd spent together, she wasn't vain,
and she had no idea just how pretty she really was. She wasn't what
you'd call a classic beauty, but she had a natural glow that matched
the Keys.
“ I'm
good, thanks. I had a bit of a lie in. Sunday's my day for that.
Sleeping in ‘til 7:30 is the height of luxury when you're
usually up way earlier. Did you sleep well?” She looked at
Henry and he looked, well, fantastic. Who was she kidding?
“ I
did, actually. There's something about the ocean air and the boat
moving with the waves. I've been sleeping like a baby since I've
been here.” He paused. “I'm naturally an early riser,
but a bit of a fitful sleeper. Not here. It's been nice. I'm
feeling more rested than I have in a long time.” Henry spoke
the truth. He'd never slept well, even as a child, and he'd never
slept as well as he had in the Keys. He wondered if it had something
to do with his anonymity. He'd never experienced it quite like this
and he was enjoying being just Henry, not a prince, not a public
figure, just a man who liked to go fishing with his friend and eat
good food and read books on the beach.
“ I
know what you mean, I leave the window open at night and I love the
smell of the ocean. It's intoxicating. And comforting. It's the
smell of home. Shall
we get going? We don't want to be late.”
Callie
and Henry arrived at Sunnyside Key Community Church just in time for
the start of service. Several people waved and said hello as she
entered, and she greeted everyone warmly. A few eyebrows raised at
Henry's presence, but no one said anything. They sat in a pew a few
rows behind her parents, and joined in the singing.
Pastor
Ed rose, and thanked the worship team for their blessing of music.
He made a few announcements, and proceeded on to the message. His
topic, on this last Sunday before Christmas, was a reminder. A
reminder that, while Christmas should be a happy time, and one where
we celebrate the birth of Jesus and enjoy the company of our
families, good food and gifts, that not everyone had this kind of
Christmas.
“ Problems
and hassles don't always take a break at Christmas, just because we
do,” suggested Pastor Ed. “So while we're celebrating,
let's keep an eye out for those who are having a rough time, either
because of financial difficulties, or loss, or loneliness. Small
problems seem bigger at Christmas. So keep Psalm
46:1 close to your hearts, 'God is our refuge and strength'. “ There was a murmur of agreement from the congregation and he
continued some thoughts on how
knew why, and her mother never talked about it. This was an
interested development.
“ What
is he going to do for your fathe ?,”
Milly asked.
“ I
have absolutely no idea. I had offered to help him figure it out and
he said he had it covered. I was quite surprised, actually. He's
full of surprises, Henry
is.”
“ So
it would seem. Well, I won't keep you. I'm sure you have to get
ready for church. We'll see you there.”
“ OK,
mom. Thanks for calling. I'll see you soon.” Callie hung up
the phone and thought about the conversation. It may
have been the most civil one she and her mother had had in months.
She hoped it was the start of a new era for their relationship. In
fact, she'd pray about in in church this morning. But she'd better
hurry up and get ready, or she'd be late.
Callie
had offered to pick up Henry and he was ready and waiting in the
marina parking lot, looking every bit the native Floridian in freshly
pressed cargo shorts, Tom's shoes and a tropical print camp shirt.
He smiled when he saw her, and got into the passenger side.
“ Hi,
how are you? Henry gave her a big smile and took in Callie's freshly
scrubbed beauty. She favoured minimal make up, and today only had on
some lip gloss. Her floral print sundress showed off her light tan
and she was radiant. And she had no clue. That was one thing he'd
noticed about her in the time they'd spent together, she wasn't vain,
and she had no idea just how pretty she really was. She wasn't what
you'd call a classic beauty, but she had a natural glow that matched
the Keys.
“ I'm
good, thanks. I had a bit of a lie in. Sunday's my day for that.
Sleeping in ‘til 7:30 is the height of luxury when you're
usually up way earlier. Did you sleep well?” She looked at
Henry and he looked, well, fantastic. Who was she kidding?
“ I
did, actually. There's something about the ocean air and the boat
moving with the waves. I've been sleeping like a baby since I've
been here.” He paused. “I'm naturally an early riser,
but a bit of a fitful sleeper. Not here. It's been nice. I'm
feeling more rested than I have in a long time.” Henry spoke
the truth. He'd never slept well, even as a child, and he'd never
slept as well as he had in the Keys. He wondered if it had something
to do with his anonymity. He'd never experienced it quite like this
and he was enjoying being just Henry, not a prince, not a public
figure, just a man who liked to go fishing with his friend and eat
good food and read books on the beach.
“ I
know what you mean, I leave the window open at night and I love the
smell of the ocean. It's intoxicating. And comforting. It's the
smell of home. Shall
we get going? We don't want to be late.”
Callie
and Henry arrived at Sunnyside Key Community Church just in time for
the start of service. Several people waved and said hello as she
entered, and she greeted everyone warmly. A few eyebrows raised at
Henry's presence, but no one said anything. They sat in a pew a few
rows behind her parents, and joined in the singing.
Pastor
Ed rose, and thanked the worship team for their blessing of music.
He made a few announcements, and proceeded on to the message. His
topic, on this last Sunday before Christmas, was a reminder. A
reminder that, while Christmas should be a happy time, and one where
we celebrate the birth of Jesus and enjoy the company of our
families, good food and gifts, that not everyone had this kind of
Christmas.
“ Problems
and hassles don't always take a break at Christmas, just because we
do,” suggested Pastor Ed. “So while we're celebrating,
let's keep an eye out for those who are having a rough time, either
because of financial difficulties, or loss, or loneliness. Small
problems seem bigger at Christmas. So keep Psalm
46:1 close to your hearts, 'God is our refuge and strength'. “ There was a murmur of agreement from the congregation and he
continued some thoughts on how
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