GI Brides (90 page)

There were outsiders at the airport, waiting for the plane to Miami Beach, Florida, among them Mr. and Mrs. Dan Seavers.

“My word, Dan! Look at that perfectly stunning soldier kissing that girl. My, but he’s good-looking! Find out who he is, Dan. I want to meet him. See! He’s wearing a purple heart, and the other one has a silver star. They must be some heroes!”

Dan looked and frowned. Where had he seen that good-looking face before? And who was the girl he was kissing?

“My word, Dan. The girl is Blythe Bonniwell! Can you imagine it? Somehow she always did have good luck getting all the good lookers.”

Dan looked again in blank amazement, and a wave of envy went over his narrow little soul. Blythe was looking very beautiful, and she was definitely not for him and never had been.

“Come, Dan, let’s go up and speak to Blythe, and she’ll have to introduce us,” said Anne, taking Dan’s arm firmly in her white glove. “I’m dying to find out who that good-looking lieutenant is.”

“Well, I’m not,” said Dan in a gruff, ugly tone. “And I guess if that’s the case, you’ll have to die, for I don’t want to meet that lieutenant, nor the girl, and what’s more I
won’t.
If you want to meet them, you’ll have to go alone.” And Dan jerked his arm from her grasp and walked away.

But then the Bonniwells got into their car and drove away, and the Miami plane arrived and took the others away, but Dan was ugly all the way, as he thought it out, and finally realized that the handsome lieutenant was none other than the boy who used to star in his marks in high school and became a great football player later in college. Charlie Montgomery, the boy who worked for his living and starred through college! Dan had never liked him, because he was entirely too conscientious to get along with, and wouldn’t be bossed!

But on the road to the hometown the Bonniwells were having a wonderful time, and no longer did Charlie doubt his girl’s love. He was filled with a great wonder and delight, and the things that had troubled him seemed all to have melted away. Was it always so when one trusted it all to God?

GRACE LIVINGSTON HILL (1865–1947) is known as the pioneer of Christian romance. Grace wrote over one hundred faith-inspired books during her lifetime. When her first husband died, leaving her with two daughters to raise, writing became a way to make a living, but she always recognized storytelling as a way to share her faith in God. She has touched countless lives through the years and continues to touch lives today. Her books feature moving stories, delightful characters, and love in its purest form.