“He cannot come,” she finished lamely.
“And we must act in His stead?” Roche said.
“Yes.”
Roche knelt beside the bed. He bent his head over his hands, and then raised it again. “I knew that God had sent you among us for some good cause,” he said.
She knelt, too, and folded her hands.
I might actually cry 🥺
— Jan 24, 2026 06:53AM
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