The afternoon sun felt warm on her shoulders. “How was Sunday school?” “Fun.” He put his arm around her waist and leaned in. “Teacher told us about Moses. How he needed all those years in the desert so he could learn to hear God’s voice.” He peered up at her, his brown eyes so like his father’s she could barely focus. “God had to teach him that first.” “True.” She kept her head high. Around them, other families crossed the parking lot, leaving church. Most of the families included a dad. She pictured Moses, years of living in the desert, learning about God and listening to His voice. Caroline could relate. “Can we stop at the store on the way home?” John’s face lit up. “We need ice cream.” “Need?” She grinned. They reached the car, and she hit the unlock button. “We need eggs and milk.” “Okay.” He laughed as they drove toward the exit. “Today’s the basketball game with the guys, remember? After that, I really might need ice cream.” He raised his brow.
