FIND THE FACE 


By Tessa Harvey


    The principal knelt before her and gently grasped the young woman's hands, waiting 'til the tension in them eased.
    "We believe you, Sandi, and will do all in our power to put an end to this situation. George will have another teacher and so will the other children. Now try not to worry. We will look after George and his puppy. Someone will collect your car. All you must do is focus on your baby."
    She began to pray calmly and quietly. The words soothed Sandi and she relaxed, even though the pains that came were fierce. She felt a peace she had never known and knew that God was not only real, but that she was loved. Sandi clung to that knowledge through the journey to the hospital and the long hours of labour , when everything blurred and nothing seemed quite real.
    Then she heard her husband's beloved deep voice. "Sandi, I'm here. I love you. George is fine. Hang on!"

A month  later.....

    Elfriede opened the door to her home. The sunlight sparkled through the glass panels of the deep red Sturt's desert pea set in the opening door.
    A delightful warm smell of cooking reached out to her. She sighed. Bless Bruce, she thought and called out to let him know that she was there. He was the sort of person who concentrated so hard on what he was currently doing that he was easily startled!!
    He came forward from the kitchen, saw beyond her smile, and knew the day had been hard.
    Elfriede hugged him, resting her head on his broad chest. He kissed her, smelling deliciously of cheesy quiche. His curly dark hair, now silvering, mingled with hers as he reached to kiss her.
    "I'll help with the salad?" she queried.
"Fine," talk later. 
He broke away to tend to the cooking.

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