Redeeming-Love-By-Francine-Rivers

R E D E E M I N G L O V E
Angel put a shaking hand to her brow, her face very pale.
“Never mind,” Miriam said quickly, silencing her sister. She looked up,
tears in her eyes. “Amanda…”
Angel shrugged, trembling.
Miriam pulled Ruthie away and gave her a light pat on the bottom. “Go
say hello to Michael, Ruthie.”
Ruthie chewed on her lower lip, tears building in her eyes. “You’re not
mad at me?”
She bent down. “I forgive you, now go on.” She kissed her little sister.
“We’ll talk about it later, punkin. Go see Michael.” When Ruthie reached
Michael, he swung her up onto the fence.
“I’m sorry.” Miriam was distressed. “Say something, Amanda. Don’t look
like that.”
What was there to say? “Would you like some coffee?”
“No, I don’t want any coffee.” When Angel started walking toward the
cabin, Miriam fell into step beside her. “I was not gossiping about you. I
swear it.”
“Neither was Paul,” Angel said. “He was just telling you the way he sees
things.”
“How can you defend him?”
“I’ve hurt Michael more than once, and Paul knows it.”
“That doesn’t mean you’ll hurt him again.”
“It doesn’t mean I won’t.”
Miriam and Ruthie stayed most of the afternoon, and all the while Angel
couldn’t get it out of her mind. Could she change? Was she different just
because Michael loved her? Or was this just the quiet before the real storm?
Michael knew something was wrong. A month of blissful happiness and he
could feel her drawing away from him again. He was afraid. Lord, don’t let
her pull away from me again. Help me hold onto her.
“Come here,” he said, putting a blanket before the fireplace. She came
willingly enough, but there was something somber and secret in her eyes.
What was tormenting her?
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