Fifty Eight

Waking up early, I took my bible and read, then turns to the back page. Recalling Doc words to read the last page, seeing the inscription I had written, I read "I am waiting Lord for the day when you will join my heart to the one I have been waiting for. Another year has slipped away."

Counting how many times it was written, nine times; each time on the eighteen of June. "That was only a month and a half ago. Today is the third of August, Lord I will not complain, because before Doc came into my life you was always there for me, I know you will work things out, I trust you My Lord to do the right things. 

Silently, I continues to prayer enjoying the time I spend in God's presence without any disturbance. When the two voices came it sound happy. There first question were, "Mom where is Uncle Nath?" 

"I don't know, when I woke up he was not in the room."                 

"We have not seen him outside."