CHAPTER 9
She wanted to rush to him, but both her ankles were chained to the wall. She coughed once. If her heart sped up any faster, she might pass out. “Is it really you? Are you hurt? How long has it been? A month?”
“Two weeks,” he mumbled. She could hardly hear him.
“I didn’t think I’d ever see you again.”
“Please ... Don’t.” His voice was weak. What had the agents already done to him?
Hannah wanted to tell Simon how much she had missed him. She wanted him to know how often she had prayed for him. She thought back to the Bible story when Paul and Silas were imprisoned together for preaching the gospel. They sang praises all night long. She would give almost anything to hear Simon’s off-key voice fumbling through a few verses of Amazing Grace. “I’m sorry they caught you, too.” She
