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television, and I guess sleep finally came.”
    â€œWhat were you dreaming about?”
    Lenora looked away and shivered. “I don’t remember now.”
    Jonathan pulled the blanket that was wrapped around his wife’s legs closer to her shoulders. “Why don’t you come upstairs?”
    Lenora pulled the blanket closer up to her chin. “When were you going to tell me?”
    Jonathan frowned. “Tell you what?”
    â€œIsn’t running Victory Gospel Church enough for you? Or are you having second thoughts now?”
    â€œWhy are you asking?”
    Lenora shook her head. “It’s the only reason I can think of why you would want to consider running for city council.”
    Jonathan rubbed his hands across his head. “How did you find out?”
    Lenora sat up, the blanket sliding to the floor. “It’s true?”
    â€œI haven’t told you because I haven’t decided.”
    â€œYou haven’t decided? How about letting me know you are even considering before you make a decision?”
    Jonathan turned away. “I needed to personally think this through. Of course, I would consult with you.”
    Lenora shook her head. “When we were younger, we discussed everything together.” She turned away from him and bowed her head. “There are people who seem to know that you are considering placing your name on a ballot, and they are pretty threatened.”
    Jonathan moved closer to his wife. “Who might these people be? Did someone threaten you?”
    He watched her hesitation. Finally she spoke, “No threats. But you do realize the position you are placing us in. Charmayne Hudson has had this position for three terms. She is the daughter of the great Bishop William Hudson. Your dad and the bishop were good friends.”
    Jonathan leaned back against the couch. “Which is why I’m praying about this opportunity. I was approached by Mayor Carrington a few weeks ago. There is a conflict between the mayor and Charmayne for some reason. He seems to think she has her own agendas that are not what the people want.”
    â€œCharmayne says differently. She does feel threatened by the possibility that you would run against her. Both Greater Heights and Victory Gospel are in the same district.”
    â€œSo this is coming from Charmayne? I never understood how you and she manage to retain a friendship. You are so different. She’s like a walking spokesperson for negativity.” While he grew up in the same circles with Charmayne, they never were friends. Jonathan heard rumors that Charmayne was a spoiled, mean girl and that was the kind of person he avoided. It surprised him when he realized that Lenora had been friends with Charmayne since they were young girls.
    They sat in silence for a while. Lenora spoke up softly. “You are doing it again?”
    â€œAgain?” Jonathan spoke sharply. “What am I doing, Lenora? I was presented with an opportunity. You, of all people, know that I was heading in this direction before Dad—”
    â€œI know. That’s why this is bothering me. You don’t need to take on too much.”
    Jonathan quieted his voice. “You know things happened fast with Dad. No one in the church wanted to look for another pastor while Dad was sick. It was appropriate at the time to fill in for him. I never imagined being here, but I don’t regret it. Please don’t tell me being at Victory Gospel Church hasn’t been rewarding for you in some ways.”
    Lenora closed her eyes. “I love Victory Gospel. I love the people . . . but I miss us.”
    Jonathan looked at his wife. He had just thought the same thing a few minutes earlier. He grabbed her hand. “You are the most important person in the world to me. I would not make any decisions without you.”
    The overhead lights above them suddenly came on. “What’s going on in here? How is a person supposed