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sheep that has gone astray and has wandered back into the fold. You are not accountable for the sins of any of your relatives.”
    “I see, but what about a curse? Ettie said that the old bishop’s wife cursed my grossmammi and her descendants.”
    “The Scripture says we are to bless those who curse us.”
    “I know, but you see, the lady’s dead now, the old bishop’s fraa , but would her curse live on?”
    The bishop chuckled. “What has happened to you is just life. The rain falls on the just and the unjust. Submit yourself to Gott and trust in Him. Whatever happens to you from there on, is Gott’s will.”
    The bishop stared at Bailey for a moment. “Let me read something to you from Matthew.” He took up his large, black Bible and flipped through the pages. “Here we are, it’s in Matthew five, verses forty four and forty five. But I say unto you, Love your enemies, bless them that curse you, do good to them that hate you, and pray for them which despitefully use you, and persecute you;
    That ye may be the children of your Father which is in heaven: for he maketh his sun to rise on the evil and on the good, and sendeth rain on the just and on the unjust.” The bishop closed his Bible.
    Bailey was not used to having his questions answered by Scriptures. “So, whatever comes my way, have love and forgiveness in my heart?”
    The bishop put his index finger high in the air. “You’ve got it.”
    Bailey laughed and felt like a load had lifted from him. He realized he probably should have come to see the bishop with his problems a lot earlier.
    The bishop held up the Bible in his left hand. “There is power in these words. These words are the word of Gott. The word of Gott is quick, and powerful, and sharper than any two-edged sword, piercing even to the dividing asunder of soul and spirit, and of the joints and marrow, and is a discerner of the thoughts and intents of the heart.” The bishop chuckled again. “They aren’t just words, Bailey. When you feel weak, read the word of Gott and He will give you strength.”

 
    Chapter 13.
    For I know the thoughts that I think toward you,
    saith the Lord, thoughts of peace,
    and not of evil, to give you an expected end.
    Jeremiah 29:11
     
    It had been a torrid few months for Bailey. He couldn’t remember which one, but he knew that one of his doctors had told him that when a trauma weighs on one’s mind for so long, it becomes a part of that person. Much work would need to be done to free that person and make him whole. According to the bishop, Bailey was already whole. He had to trust in Gott and accept that wholeness.
    Bailey thanked the good Lord for Silvie, often. If a man needed a reason to fix himself, to work hard, to dream good dreams once more, it was Silvie. And Bailey knew she would be able to plug the hole, fill the vacuum, as she already had filled his heart. Gott was indeed gut to give him a woman such as Silvie.
    How would Silvie feel about him if she found out about all he'd been keeping from her? What if she learned about all his darkest secrets? Bailey sensed that Silvie knew something was wrong with him, yet she never pried or made him feel the pressure of her need to know. Still, shouldn't he put her out of her misery now, and come clean before the wedding? Didn't she deserve that? Didn't he owe her at least that? It was clear that Sabrina knew something was wrong, so how much more would Silvie know it?
    Bailey had spent the day and previous night wondering if he should give her the chance to make an informed decision about marrying him, and so the chance to change her mind? But what if she did choose to change her mind?
    How would he even broach the subject? She would want to know why he hadn't been honest with her in the first place. She would demand that question answered, surely.
    Bailey strolled around the farm after his chores, kicking stones, fiddling with twigs until they fell broken to the ground, waiting for Jack to return from