fine.â
Jeff didnât have the heart to tell her to look at him. Eyes averted, she was doing her best not to twist her fingers together, and he knew she was scared to death about the whole affair. There was so much he could say, but he didnât know where to begin.
âDo you remember the family names?â
âI think so. Gabriel Kapaia is your good friend. His brother is Ashton, and his sister is Bailey. Her husband is Ianâ¦â
âEvan.â
âThatâs right! Evan. And their children are Peter and Celia.â
âWow, you do remember. Now about the resort. There are 13 guest cottages on the beach, but youâll be staying in the main house with the family.â
âThey all live together?â
âYes. Theyâll have to tell you how it works, but it does. I know that Evan has someone come in and help Bailey clean up a bit two mornings a week, but I think they always eat together.â
âOkay.â
âAnd do you know what I just remembered?â
âWhat?â
âIâve got to do some laundry before I pack.â
âOkay.â
âGather anything you need to have washed, and Iâll teach you how to use a washing machine and dryer. And bring a book, or itâs like watching paint dry.â
Lilyâs laugh did much for his heart. Doing laundry on their last night was not exactly memorable, but Jeff thought it might be best to stay as ânormalâ as possible.
Chapter Four
Lily enjoyed Sunday school and the church service, but all the while her brotherâs departure was in the back of her mind.
I need to confess my anxiety to You, Father, she prayed even as they drove to the Kapaia Resort. I missed most of the sermon because things havenât gone my way. I donât know if Iâm afraid of this new situation or angry at You that You would dare to interfere with my plans, but even if I canât figure this out, Lord, Iâm sorry. I have no right to play God.
Jeff prayed for that very thing over breakfast, so I know heâs struggling with the same issues. This is all so confusing, but Youâre not surprised. Thank You for whatever Your plan is, and help me not to fight You anymore. Help me to contribute to this home for the next eight weeksânot just survive and be in the way, but be a help and an encourager.
âAre you all right?â
âIâm getting there. I had a good deal of confessing to do.â
âYou too?â
âIâm afraid so,â Lily said with a sigh. âI get so sick of my sin, Jeff. I donât know how God stands me.â
âGrace.â
âYes, and more love than I can imagine.â
On those words, Jeff pulled off the main street and under an archway that read Aloha and Welcome to Kapaia Resort. Everything was lush and greenâan amazing difference from what theyâd seen along the road, where many of the fields were dry and brown.
âThey must water everything.â
âYes, they do. Thatâs typical of the resorts at this time of the year. When the rains donât take care of it, they have no choice but to water to keep the grounds looking beautiful.â
Up the road, signs directed cars to several driveways, and Jeff took the one that said Private Drive. The others had said Resort Office and Gift Shop, Little Bay Restaurant, and Deliveries. Jeffâs light-blue Honda scooted past thick palms and dense bushes until it rounded a circular driveway that put the car parallel to a large two-story home.
âHere we are,â he said unnecessarily.
Lily climbed out silently and reached for her bag in the backseat. Jeff had also given her a thin garment bag to hold the things he had purchased, and he took that in his hands. Lily felt her heart pound but tried not to show her fear.
âShould I have brought them a gift, Jeff?â
âNo, Lily, nothing like that is expected, I assure you.â
Lilyâs face was
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