“It can’t be fine, honey. Not when you have to live here instead of at home.”
“This is my home, Aunt Lina.” The girl sighed; the love she received was healing in so many ways, but Lina’s love could only compensate so much for the betrayal by her father.
“I know, but I’m really a poor substitute for your real family. I’m at least glad that Carlo and Danny haven’t turned their backs on you.”
“They’ve given up so much themselves. Danny would probably be in ministry right now if the church hadn’t shoved him out the door…. It’s all my fault.” Susan put her head down on her arms on the table and began to cry.
“Now, none of that. That’s your father talking! Danny is his own man even if he just turned eighteen. And who’s to say what’s right for him? He’s very happy where he landed, and since he’s an adult now, he’ll be able to plot his own course. The church he attends understands what all of you kids have gone through. I wish you could find a place where you feel like you belong.”
