I looked at the thin envelope. Good news or bad? Was he going to dump me? Then I tore it open.
That undersized missive felt ominous as I opened the letter. Then I saw the rest of the story. The Portugal team was taking a group of teens to Germany for camp. Adult would driving the teens in vans and all of us would do some sightseeing along the way. Then he asked me the life changing question: would I come along on the road trip? Harry would pay for my food and lodging. If I could buy my airline tickets. It was my turn to have no words. I had a feeling, though, that we might be getting closer to the answers to my questions.
But now I had another question. Could I pay for the flight? Christian schools do not, on the whole, have money to throw about and I…
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