Leslie asked me for the fourth time, her eyes doing that little-sister thing as she pulled out of the church parking lot. Dan had elected to stay behind for coffee, and Nicholas, big surprise, decided to stay with him. Anneke was going to a friend's for lunch. Once again, Leslie and I were alone. “Just feeling woozy. I'm sorry.” No sooner had the last notes of the last song died away inside the church, than the outside door flew open and I heard Leslie calling my name. When I told her I wanted her to drive me back to Helen's, her disappointment made me thankful I didn't go with my first inclination to leave without telling her. “I'm sad you missed Dan's prayer. It was really good.” “I'm sure it was. Maybe you could give me a copy?” “The way he had that thing marked up and rewritten—only he could have deciphered it.” “Maybe next time.”
