given a fair price for the land, and that they looked forward to doing good things with the payment.â
âSounds reasonable, but I understand what youâre feeling. Iâm willing to let you make the call on this. If you want to take our money elsewhere, thatâs fine with me.â
âThatâs what the other members said, too.â
âThen take some time and think it over. All this peace hereâyouâll make the right choice.â
âThanks, Bernadine.â
âNo problem. Maybe Iâll have our driver take us by the church so I can get a look at it, too.â
âIt was probably gorgeous in its prime, but time hasnât been kind. Youâll see why the bishop was so willing to sell.â
They spent a few more minutes talking about the modelâs potential and catching each other up on some of the organizationâs doings and gossip, and then it was time for Lily and Bernadine to leave.
Tina shared a long tight hug with Bernadine and gave Lily a hug as well.
âI hear youâre getting married, Lily.â
Lily shot Bernadine a questioning look.
âGuilty as charged.â
Tina said, âCongratulations.â
âThank you. Heâs a very special man.â
âYouâve been a godsend to Bernadine, so if there is anything I can do to help make your wedding-day dreams come true, just let me know.â
All Lily could think was now she had two got-rocks women wanting to help, but aloud, she said genuinely, âI will, Tina. Thank you.â
Tina walked them to the car and waved until they were out of sight.
Bernadine gave the driver the churchâs address and said to Lily, âLetâs do that first, and weâll tackle Mission Zoey next.â
Lily agreed, but she didnât hold out much hope for getting answers on Zoey. On the flight down, theyâd talked to Roni in New York, and she was sending them lots of luck and love. Lily promised her sheâd call right away if anything turned up.
They settled in for the ride, and Bernadine glanced her way. âTina meant what she said about the wedding.â
âI know, and Iâm not sure who scares me most, her or you.â
When the driver pulled up in front of the church, Lily looked out at the crumbling old building and the desolate neighborhood its weathered spires rose above. She agreed with Tina that it probably had been grand in its heyday, but now the Gothic carved doors looked to welcome only the tired and poor.
âIt is in pretty bad shape,â Bernadine remarked solemnly.
âYes, it is. What do you want to do?â
âNot sure, but letâs go in and see if we can find somebody to talk to about the sale.â She asked the driver, âIs there a parking lot?â
âYep.â
âPull in, then. Weâre going to run in.â
âNot the best neighborhood.â
âNo, it isnât,â Bernadine agreed.
They could see young men lounging in doorways. They and everyone else moving along the trash-cluttered street were eyeing the big fine car.
Lily asked the driver. âWill you be okay?â
âLadies, I am armed and dangerous. You two go on in. Iâll be fine here until you get back.â
With those words of assurance, Lily and Bernadine left the car and walked across the lot to the nearest door. Due to the questionable neighborhood, Lily expected to find the steel door locked, but it opened easily.
Inside they were met by an echoing silence that seemed to resonate to the soul. To their left lay the sanctuary with its dark wood pews, but instead of rows of pews leading to the altar and the pulpit, there were only five pews, and none were near any of the others.
âLook at the cross, Lily.â
Bernadineâs soft voice drew her eyes up to the large cross hanging on the wall high above the simple altar. It appeared to be made from two old pieces of wood that might have come from an alley or