Chapter TwelveEmily yawned and stretched, her back protesting from the movement. She swung her bare feet out of the hard bed. Their new location was rustic at best, but at least they were safe for the time being.
They’d stayed a day with the mysterious French woman who most assuredly had been sent by God. While there, she regaled them about her experience of hearing His voice during her prayers telling her to go outside and hide whomever was in the yard. She insisted she was not of the Resistance but simply following instructions from her Lord.
Skeptical, Gerard had been jumpy during their entire stay. But there seemed to be no other explanation than a miracle as to how she would have heard them in the darkness and then offered them sanctuary. Emily shook her head. If she lived to return
