Sylvia said. ââA light unto my pathâ¦ââ
ââA lamp unto my feet,ââ Annie finished. âMaybe itâs a sign.â
Sylvia glanced over at her. âA sign?â
âYeah.â Annie broke off a branch and began peeling off its leaves. âFor today. You know. The phone call youâre waiting for.â
Sylvia stopped and faced the girl. âHow did you know Iâm waiting for a call?â
âWell, I knew you were getting the results today. Iâd be waiting.â She dropped the stick and dusted her hands on her shorts. âI just meant that maybe God lit up our path like that to tell you something.â
Sylvia smiled. âWhat, Annie? What is he telling me?â
âThat whatever happens, you wonât go into it alone. You wonât be groping through the darkness. Heâll light your way.â
Sylvia looked at the path again. âThanks, Annie. I think thatâs just what heâs saying.â
âI mean, Iâm not expecting the news to be bad or anything,â Annie said. âNot at all. Itâs probably going to be good news. Iâve just been a little nervous because youâve been feeling so bad latelyâ¦Bad enough to come home.â
âItâs anemia, Annie. Thatâs probably all.â
âYeah, I know.â But Sylvia knew she didnât believe that for a moment. Annie turned away, scanning the trees. She knew the girl was hiding tears, and for the first time she wondered if her worry for Sylvia was what had gotten her up so early today.
âWhatever the news is, Iâll be okay,â Sylvia said. âYou know that, donât you?â
Annie still didnât look at her. âI know.â She wiped her eyes, then quickly looked back toward the house. âShouldnât we go back? Itâs probably almost eight by now. They could call.â
Sylvia looked at her watch. Annie was right. âI guess so. The sooner I get that call, the sooner we can all breathe a sigh of relief and I can get back to León.â
Annieâs smile was strained. âWish I could go.â
They started walking back, slower than theyâd come. âAre you excited about school, Annie?â
âA little. Iâm looking forward to it, but I feel like Iâve left so much undone back in León.â
âI know the feeling.â
âI want to go back again,â Annie said. âIâm going to start saving now.â
âWeâd love for you to come back.â
âI would have just stayed, you know, but I missed my family and my friends. And I figured Iâd never meet a guy if I stayed there. I really want to marry an American, and I wasnât likely to meet one there, unless I happened on a tourist.â
âNo, Annie, you did the right thing. You have plenty of time for the mission field if the Lord calls you to it.â
Annieâs grin was back as they emerged out of the woods. âSince Iâve been back, though, Iâve realized that I donât really like any of the guys I used to date. Theyâre not right for me. I wonder what I ever saw in them.â
Annie was growing up, Sylvia thought. She had learned to see her life through more mature eyes.
âI want a godly man, like Dr. Harry,â she said. âLike Steve. A man who answers to God. That way Iâll know heâll never cheat on me.â
Sylvia knew Annie had a hard time trusting men because of her fatherâs infidelity. Her family had been torn apart because of that.
But Annie would be okay. She was too precious to fall through the cracks, and Sylvia would never stop praying for her.
They got back to Sylviaâs porch, and Annie hung back. âWell, Iâd better get home before my mother starts wondering where I am. If she notices Iâm not there, sheâll think I was abducted by aliens or something.â
Sylvia smiled. âI enjoyed