“Harold looked at the calendar on his cell phone. December 28. His wedding day. Battle or no battle, Kelly Coyle—soon-to-be Smith—was worth it. Harold buttoned the last button on his white vest. The thing had some kind of pattern on it. He thought the woman had called it paisley. It made him nervous that Kelly hadn’t gone with him to pick it out. He wanted this wedding to be all that Kelly dreamed. At least Cam had gone with him. Kelly’s brother knew more about clothes than Harold did. “You don’...t look half bad.” His friend, Rudy, walked into the Sunday school room turned men’s dressing room. Walt followed behind Rudy. Harold grinned at his friends. The two had surprised him by attending the church’s Christmas service. Walt had even brought his wife and children. They hadn’t talked much about it since, but Harold knew it was a start. And he clung to God’s promise that His Word never comes back void. No matter what, he’d continue to pray for his friends. Rudy patted his round belly.MoreLessRead More Read Less
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