CHAPTER 12
“YOU’RE STILL IN BED?”
She glanced at the clock before looking at her husband. Almost nine. Orchard Grove Bible could never run a business meeting in less than two and a half hours.
She sat up and adjusted the blankets around her. “How did everything go?”
“Oh, fine,” Greg huffed and loosened his collar.
“Anything important come up?” she asked out of habit, certain she didn’t want to know.
“Everything’s important at those meetings. You know how riled up people get.”
She searched his face for signs of strain. Was she making him even more stressed out? When they were engaged, she pictured herself creating a calm, peaceful home where he could relax after work. She imagined long talks far into the night. Drives through apple country. Leisurely walks around the neighborhood.
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