CHAPTER 4
“Now remember, the goats can sense when you’re nervous, so it’s important to be calm and gentle.” Connie patted the rump of the spotted Nubian she’d just brought up to the milking stand. “See how she’s kicking? That means she’s feeling a little uncomfortable.”
You and me both, goat, Jillian thought.
It was still early morning, but she was exhausted. She had spent over an hour and a half in the prayer room before Grandma Lucy finally dozed off to sleep, but not before inviting Jillian to pray with her over the dozens of photo albums she kept in a pile next to her prayer chair.
Jillian never understood how that woman could talk so long. Jillian had no problems with the short, simple kind of prayers her family offered around the dinner table, but her version of saying grace was
