CHAPTER 55
“Where are we going?” Susannah asked. The question was purely for the sake of conversation. She would have followed him anywhere.
“A few of my buddies and I found a nice burrito place. It’s not far, only about a ten-minute walk. You aren’t too cold, are you?”
Susannah didn’t tell him that she could brave Siberian winter as long as he stood confidently by her side.
That afternoon, after they’d taken a walk together and he returned to the Kingdom Builders booth in the conference hall, it took every ounce of self-control in Susannah’s spirit not to follow him there. She didn’t know what she would do, maybe just sit behind him and let the realization that he was actually here sink in.
Instead, she had returned to the prayer chapel and poured her heart out to the Lord in her jou
