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When She Was Stolen-Chapter Eleven
Where the Healing Begins
Chapter Eleven:
As we made our way along that long hospital corridor, I gave thanks to the Lord for bringing my sister back to me. Although I hadn’t seen Bri yet, knowing I would soon be face-to-face with her gave me comfort and hope.
The Good Lord answered my prayers three times, yes, no, and later. Although we often did not understand his answers, I was grateful for the yeses. Though I didn’t know what it would look like yet, I knew it could have turned out differently if Bri hadn’t been back.
I was now had custody of my little sister, And I coudn’t be more grateful.There is no better feeling than this. Knowing that the Lord has us, even through this.
While Bri appears so small in the hospital bed, she is alive, and a smile crosses her face as I wheel myself into her room. It relieved me because I was afraid she would be so distraught that she wouldn’t recognize me. There was no way I could imagine what she’d been through.
“I am sorry you got huert Chelsea.” She said weakly.
”I am, but I’ll be okay.“ I assured Brianna. She didn’t need to focus on anything but healing.
”They shot you.“
