Chapter 7 - Page 97 - Jim's Promise

   Sara shook her head. “That’s not possible. That was a little girl. Besides, there’s no way she could have recovered so quickly.”

    “This is the same Rhasha,” Jim insisted. “I was in her bedroom last night when God healed her.” Jim pulled away from Rhasha and pointed toward her with both hands. “Did God do a good job, or what?”

    “I can’t believe it, Jim!” the doctor said, looking at Rhasha. “You’re so pretty, dear. I’m really happy for you.”

    “Thank you,” Rhasha said, “and thank you for being so kind to me when I was sick.” There were tears in her eyes when Rhasha hugged Sara.

    Sara hugged her back, then excused herself and went to her office. Jim and Rhasha walked over to bed one.

    Every morning, Jim started with bed one and worked his way around until he’d visited with each patient. A very young girl had taken Rhasha’s place in bed one. As Jim walked over to the bed and kissed her on the cheek, memories rushed back to Rhasha. Rhasha was watching Jim at a different angle this time, but it was as if she was looking through the little girl’s eyes. She could see Jim leaning over toward her and feel the kiss Jim placed on the little girl’s cheek. She could hear Jim telling the little girl she was very pretty, and it felt like Jim was talking to her. Rhasha could feel his hand when he picked up the little girl’s hand and placed it between both of his. Tears ran down Rhasha’s cheeks as she watched Jim stroke the little girl’s hair with a brush. Rhasha could feel every stroke. When Jim picked up his chair to carry it to the next bed, Rhasha could feel the disappointment the little girl felt. She knew the little girl didn’t want Jim to leave.

    The little girl was too weak to talk, but Rhasha knew what she would say to Jim, if she could talk. Rhasha knew the little girl loved Jim.

End of chapter seven