He’d not made it back to Como before she’d left for the day, but the chances of finding him in this expansive park were slim. Either way, the walk would do her good.Near the largest mound, the view stole her breath. She sank onto a bench and drank in the vista. Like a ribbon of blue taffy, the Mississippi River wound through the valley. Beyond the river, the city of Saint Paul lay nestled in fields of green.No matter how crazy her world seemed to be, connecting with nature—hands in the dirt, head in the sun—seemed to connect her to God. In moments like these, her soul almost wept for the beauty only God himself could create.“This is certainly a pleasant surprise.”She looked up to find Reese studying her. “Are you all right?” he asked.“More than.” She scooted over on the bench and waited for him to join her. “This place is breathtaking. I was thanking God for his artwork.”“One of the blessings of park service.” He took her hand. “I have some news.”“Good or bad?”“I’ll let you decide.”
