Kennedy Stern Christian Suspense Complete Box Set (Books 1-9)

CHAPTER 19

CHAPTER 19

As soon as Kennedy ended her call with Reuben, before she even got the chance to let her tears fall freely, the door flew open. She glanced up at Willow and for a second felt the embarrassment her roommate must have experienced a dozen times whenever Kennedy walked in on her making out with one of her boyfriends.

“Everything ok?” Willow asked, slipping on a few dangly bracelets and grabbing her bohemian cardigan.

Kennedy forbade her voice from betraying her. “Yeah. I just got off the phone with Reuben.”

“Really? Did he say anything? Are they treating him ok? I hear cops can be kind of jerks in cases like his.”

It wasn’t what Kennedy wanted to hear. “Yeah, he sounded all right.” Was that true? She knew Reuben so well, but how could she begin to assume what he was feeling, what he was experiencing right now?

“Well, I’m not staying long.” Willow threw her lip balm and a few organic throat lozenges into her braided handbag. “I just came back to grab a few things before Othello and I take off.” She stood and took Kennedy by the arm. “And by a few things, I’m talking mostly about you.” She raised Kennedy to her feet. “Come on. There’s a protest outside the courthouse. You should see how many people are already there to support your little Kenyan buddy.” She frowned when Kennedy hesitated. “Don’t worry. It’s gonna be peaceful. There’s gonna be some ecumenical prayer time even, leaders from different faiths. Come on. You do believe in prayer, don’t you?”

It’d be heretical to deny it. She glanced at her clock. She probably couldn’t fall asleep yet. At least this way she wouldn’t feel like she was sitting around doing nothing. But still, that kind of crowd ...

Willow draped an arm around her shoulder. “Come on. I think this will be good for you. If it gets to be too much, I’ll drive you home. Deal?”

Whenever Kennedy thought about the people who’d helped her most in Cambridge, Reuben and the Lindgrens always came to mind. She realized now she had overlooked someone else just as important. Her roommate.

“Ok. Thanks.”

Kennedy grabbed her coat. Attending a peaceful protest wasn’t talking to a lawyer or researching immigration laws online, but it was better than doing nothing.