He had come back!It had been three days since he had left on that cold morning outside the church, and she wondered if his impassioned words were motivated only by the overheated emotions the crisis had aroused. But here he was, carrying a sack of food and wearing a grin that made her weak in the knees. With his rugged work clothes and chipped-tooth grin, he was the handsomest man in the world. His enthusiastic bear hug ought to have cracked her ribs but only made her laugh instead.Within an hour they were arguing like two cats in a gunnysack.“I can’t believe you are trying to get that watch company back in operation before you have a decent place to sleep,” he growled as he helped her set up a tent inside the nave of the church.The city had distributed the army surplus tents to the homeless, and they were springing up like mushrooms throughout the burned district. Five tents had been allotted to the refugees taking shelter in the church. They were setting them up within the church walls to take advantage of the protection from the wind.
