by R D Hathaway
“And Simpson College,” Angie’s firm, clear voice cut through the air as she stood up. “Simpson College will be pleased to announce that priceless documents from the British Museum were found in its archives and that they have been returned to the museum.”
She glared at Sfumato. “They might even send me to London for the announcement.”
Sfumato staggered toward the front door. His men came to his side to support him. As one man opened the door, Rennie looked at the old man with compassion. She left the table and went to him.
“I want you to know this was not done against you but was done for truth.”
“I don’t understand, Miss Haran. Do you realize that without scholarly verification and support, the authenticity of the letters will remain in question?”
“It’s not as important that the letters are verified as it is that the presence of Jesus is renewed in people’s hearts and minds.”
His head dropped, and his men helped him out of the house to a car. Another man got out of the car and opened a door for him.
Rennie and Roger followed onto the porch. As the car drove away, Rennie heaved a deep sigh and leaned against Roger.
Returning inside, Matthew greeted her with a warm hug.
“My dear,” he said, “this is an historic moment. I thank God for you. Now, I need to make two telephone calls. One is to my friend Donald in London, to let him know what has transpired. The other will be to my sister, Mary. I would like to see if I might be able to visit her when I return. My grandson David might also find an interest in this. In fact, I’d like you to meet him.”
Angie placed her arm around Matthew.
Rennie winked at her. “Hey, I didn’t know about Simpson and that announcement.”
“Well, they aren’t aware of it either, at least right now.”
Roger yawned and stretched. “Well, if you don’t need the bus driver anymore, I’m going to turn in.”
Rennie took his hand. “Thanks, good friend.”
He squeezed her hand. “So, what are you going to do now?”
“Everything is so different. I think I’ll go see my parents. There’s a big gap between us that needs to be filled. I’ve had a taste of belonging and love. I want more, and I want to share it.”
“Friends,” Matthew said, “this old traveler needs to find a bed for a long, glorious rest. Rennie, in the morning, perhaps we can chat about what’s next.”
“Definitely. One item on my list is a return to London. The British Museum will be a place to start.”
Acknowledgement
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