FIND THE FACE 


By Tessa Harvey


No, thought Sandi, then stopped herself, remembering the kindness of the principal and her husband. Still she knew of other Christians who had been far from kind. Yet there was a light about many staff in this school.
    They didn't just say they were Christians, they lived it. She remembered how nervous she had been, sitting in the school carpark. Now she felt accepted, and valued, even loved.
    This reminded her of her new friend. Last night she had talked to Ronnie, her husband and told him how upset Lisa had been. At once he had offered their home to share, and now she was going to tell Lisa, to check if it was fine with her.
    Lucy's wail broke into her thoughts. As she was almost home, she drove into her driveway, passing the lovely flowering eucalypts - red, cream and orange. The wattle birds called and flitted from tree to tree.
    Lucy stopped crying to listen. "You knew you are home, didn't you darling?" The young woman released the baby and nestled her close.
    Watching her step, she gathered her keys and bag, opened the door and released an exuberant puppy into his enclosed run.
    Running the cold water, Sandi drained a glass and settled to feed Lucy. Soon the baby was asleep. The ever lurking dishes were tackled and Sandi called her friend.
    There was no answer for a while, then the phone was picked up.
"Hello," the voice sounded tearful. "Is that you, Sandi?"

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