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Thoughts swirled in the soft dark of night as April lay awake still, her mind yet again mulling over any possible hope or support to offer their neig..
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"Dear, Lord, help my Mama get better."
April marveled each day of such children's faith. This familiar prayer was often heard each evening at the..
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"Rise and shine!" Ella exclaimed, Jon and Kate clambering behind her. April stirred, and squinted from the sunlight that shimmered down through the b..
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It wasn't until dawn had broken its way into the shadows, illuminating the sky, did April finally appear from the sickroom.
Lillian's children ha..
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A door creaked open hesitantly, and then there was the gentle pattering of feet across the darkened room, pausing where April and Drew were sleeping ..
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April had never prayed so hard and so desperately as she had then. She stayed by Jenny's bedside, urging her to stay strong, encouraging deep, calmin..
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The month of November. A time of thankfulness and joy. In many ways, April felt so blessed and grateful for everything the Lord had mercifully bestow..
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Some weeks had passed and one sunny afternoon, April was down on her hands and knees with her garden gloves, watering her vegetable sprouts. It was ..
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Later that night, with a full moon above, two shadows leaned on the doorframe of the shared room at the edge of the log house. Each of them were inte..
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Autumn seemed to have come and gone far too quickly in April's opinion as she stirred awake that morning, surprised to see soft, gentle snowflakes tu..
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