Book Details
Publisher: Roger E. Bruner
Published: December 2019
ISBN10: B0832JNH2D
Genre: General
Subgenre: Contemporary
Target Audience: General
Book Content
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Topics/Issues
Greed, Chasity, Abandoned, abandonment, abandon, Accepting, acceptance, accept, adopt, adoption, bitter, bitterness, dating, deceit, deception, divorce, divorced, faith, faithful, fear, fearful, forgiving, forgive, forgiveness, grace, guilt, guilty, hope, hopeful, hopefulness, marital, marriage, married, reconciliation, reconcile
Setting
50-50
By Roger E. Bruner
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Bryan Centuria wouldn't have to tell his ex-wife how much knocking at her door terrified him. Even more than visiting that horrible Betty Midway a year earlier, when he learned the secret that almost led to his death.
The nearly naked yellow rose behind his back-his trembling hand had shaken the petals off one by one-would convey that message all too clearly. If she didn't answer soon, he should listen to his panic-driven heart and flee without talking to her.
But he couldn't.
He put his ear to the storm door. There. Approaching footsteps. Heavier than he'd expected. Did they belong to Candy-or to a man? He couldn't be sure.
Hmm. He hadn't even considered that possibility. Had Candy found a new love-and maybe even remarried?
A new love? He shook his head at his own stupidity. A real love. The only kind a woman as special as Candy deserved. Not the empty relationship he'd limited her to over the years.
He stepped back instinctively. Would she open the door-or a man? How he prayed it would be Candy.
How would she react to seeing him though? If she was willing to speak to him at all, she would probably ask one question anyhow. Why was he intruding on her life now-now that she finally had one?
Bryan normally had an answer for everything. But not this time. He didn't know why he'd come or what he'd hoped to accomplish. Nonetheless, the still small voice of God had directed him to make this visit, and-for the first time in his adult life-he wanted to please his Maker.
Sensing that he was being checked out through the peephole, he lowered his eyes and closed them. He needed God's help to face whoever opened the door.
At the sound of the doorknob being unlocked and the door being opened, he looked up again and saw Candy's brilliant blue eyes staring into his. She wasn't upset. In fact, she was smiling. As if pleased-maybe even delighted-to see him.
She pushed the storm door open and stepped back-an unspoken invitation to come inside. She chuckled gently at his hesitation. "You look a lot better than you did this morning, Bryan."
This morning? Huh? Did you see me at Marg's?