Authors: Debra Shiveley Welch
She
again
re
m
e
m
b
ered her
f
at
h
er
and his
valiant fi
g
h
t to
re
c
ov
e
r f
r
om
disaster.
All
o
f
his
e
f
f
o
rts
s
p
a
w
n
ed
b
y
love,
by
comm
it
m
ent.
S
h
e re
m
e
m
b
er
Zi
tk
a
Mi
n
e’s
p
r
o
n
ou
n
ce
m
e
n
t,
“He
will
wa
k
e
n
and
h
e will teach.”
“
Ate!
I
h
ad f
o
r
go
tten!”
S
h
e
b
e
g
an
to
recall
lit
t
le
t
h
i
ng
s
Lo
g
an
h
a
d
said
o
v
er
t
h
e
years:
“A
s
k U
n
cle
Son
n
y,
h
e
’
ll
do
a
n
yt
h
i
n
g
for
y
o
u,
Ina,”
“Talk
to
Uncle
Sonny,
he cares
a
b
out
what happ
e
n
s
t
o
y
o
u,”
a
n
d
m
any
m
o
re beside
s
.
Lo
g
an
k
n
e
w!
Finall
y
,
she
al
l
o
w
e
d
her
m
i
n
d
to
g
o
back
to
t
h
e
day
M
i
c
h
ael
di
e
d
.
He
h
a
d
s
t
o
p
p
e
d
o
n his
j
o
u
r
n
e
y to
t
h
e
e
d
ge
o
f
t
h
e un
i
verse
t
o
say
go
o
d
b
y
e to
he
r
.
Lena
had
t
o
l
d
him
that
she
wo
uld
go
with
him
to
walk
t
h
e
fi
v
e ste
p
s to t
h
e
S
p
i
rit Path
and
i
n
t
o
t
h
e S
p
irit
Worl
d
:
“
No,
Little
Bir
d
,
it
is
no
t
y
o
ur
ti
m
e.
I
will
wait
for
y
o
u
in
t
h
e
Spirit
W
o
rl
d
.”
Mic
h
ael
w
a
n
ted
h
er to
m
ov
e
o
n
, to
b
e
h
a
ppy.
h
i
m!
I
m
u
st
see
S
o
n
n
y
as
so
on
as
po
s
s
i
ble
a
nd
l
et
him
know
t
h
at
I
l
o
ve
She
h
a
d
n
o
id
ea
what
she
w
ou
l
d
sa
y
,
i
f
s
h
e
w
o
u
l
d
say
an
yt
h
in
g
at
all
for
t
h
at
m
a
tter.
M
a
y
b
e
I
will
j
u
st
w
a
lk
i
n
to
h
is
a
r
ms,
s
h
e
wonder
e
d
, and t
h
e
n blu
sh
ed
at t
h
e
i
d
e
a
.
I
a
m
a
w
o
ma
n
of
t
h
e
L
a
k
o
ta
a
n
d
m
u
st
a
l
w
a
ys
be
a
l
ad
y.
So
nny must
make
t
h
e first move.
Oh, how can
I
s
h
o
w h
i
m
th
at I
d
o
l
o
ve
h
i
m a
n
d have
t
h
ese
ma
ny
y
e
ar
s
?
Her
tho
u
g
h
ts
were
i
n
terru
p
ted
w
h
en
Nic
k
ie
fl
u
n
g
op
e
n
t
h
e
do
o
r
to
her
o
ffice:
“
S
o
nn
y
’s
m
issin
g
.”
“
W
hat
d
o
yo
u
m
ean
h
e
’s
m
iss
i
n
g
?
”
Lena
cr
i
ed.
“
I
m
ean
he’s
m
iss
i
ng.
D
i
ti
said
t
h
at
h
e
sto
p
p
e
d
by
S
o
nn
y
’s a
p
art
m
e
n
t yes
t
er
d
ay afte
r
noo
n
, later
last
n
i
gh
t
, and
t
h
en t
h
is
m
o
r
n
i
n
g. So
nn
y is
n
’t
t
h
ere a
n
d
h
e
is a
half ho
u
r late.
S
o
n
n
y is
n
e
v
er
l
ate.”
Lena
c
r
u
sh
e
d
d
o
w
n
a
feeli
n
g of p
a
nic.
“
Liste
n
, I still
h
a
v
e
t
h
e
k
ey
t
o t
h
e a
p
art
m
e
n
t.
C
o
m
e with
me.”
Le
n
a and
Nic
k
ie ran
up
t
h
e ir
o
n
stairs to t
h
e seco
n
d
level
o
f
t
h
e apart
m
ent
buil
d
i
n
g.
K
n
o
c
king
o
n
S
on
n
y
’s
d
o
o
r
,
L
e
na
c
a
lled
his
na
m
e. Fi
v
e
m
i
nu
tes passed
u
n
til,
f
i
nally,
Le
n
a
i
n
serted
t
h
e
k
ey
to t
h
e
a
p
art
m
e
n
t
d
oor.
O
p
e
n
ing
it
slowly,
b
o
th
w
o
m
en
g
azed
insi
d
e.
T
h
e
a
p
art
m
e
n
t
was
e
m
p
ty
.
“
Oka
y
,
l
oo
k
,
h
e’s
p
ro
b
ably g
r
ocery s
ho
pp
i
n
g
or
at
t
h
e g
y
m
,
let
’
s
go back
to
the
re
st
aur
a
nt.
I
’m
sure
h
e’l
l
s
h
o
w
u
p
i
n
ti
m
e
f
or
w
o
r
k
,
”
Le
n
a sai
d
,
her
t
one bel
y
ing
t
h
e
li
n
es
of
w
o
r
r
y
o
n
h
e
r
b
ro
w
.
Nickie
n
od
d
ed rel
u
cta
n
tly as
Le
n
a
rel
o
c
k
ed t
h
e do
o
r.
Ret
u
rn
i
ng
t
o
t
h
e
rest
a
u
r
a
nt, Lena
ask
e
d Nickie to
com
e to
her office.
“
I
’
v
e
w
a
nted
to
talk
to
y
ou
a
nd S
on
n
y
a
b
o
u
t
so
m
et
h
ing
fo
r
a
m
onth
o
r
so
n
o
w.
W
h
y
do
n’
t
I
b
r
ief
yo
u
,
and
w
h
en
Son
n
y
a
rr
i
ves,
we
can
all