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171 pages, Kindle Edition
First published February 20, 2018
”I am a flawed man, Grace.”
“But there’s always something good in anyone, even someone as flawed as you.”
I soon realize that we’re more similar than different.
We’ve both experienced the deaths of our parents in the most brutal and unexpected of ways. There was never any closure on our part, and because of that, we’ve ended up with chipped hearts. Then, through the years, we’ve experienced deaths of people who meant more to us than ourselves. While I used my own loss and pain to make my heart whole again, Nix used his to chip away at more of what was left of his. Now, all he has left is a skeleton of a heart he once had while mine has slowly but surely regained its form.
”And, despite you lashing out at me, I pray for you every night. When I close my eyes, I see a protector. I see the willing heart of a savior! I see you!”
His angry scowl disappears.
I blink twice to stop my tears from falling. “Now, I only see an angry man who is worthy of all the accusations I can throw at him. But don’t worry; I won’t fester in my anger. I’ll just forgive you again.”
Realization of how Grace has continually challenged my heart from day one hits me like an uppercut to the chin. Her heartfelt words, somber eyes, warm voice, and loving touch are like manna from heaven. I stand motionless with my heart beating erratically as acceptance of who she is to me settles within.
”It’s gonna be a short ride to The Fort. So, just relax.”
“It takes less than a few minutes for an accident to happen. Um, I think I’ll just stay.” I take a step back preparing to escape.
“Look”—he blows out a breath and clenches his jaw—“that’s a negative.”
“Well, I’m positive I don’t want to meet my maker just yet!” I hate that my voice screeched in desperation.
“And you have a straight path to heaven. Problem solved.” He cocks his head to the side and raises his brow.
This guy needs some serious prayer, and I need a priest to give me my last rites.






