Page 108 of Inferno
“Oh, baby.” Prissy gazed wonderingly at him. “I don’t know what I’d ever do without you.”
“I’m hoping you’ll never have to find out,” Stan told her quietly.
Prissy searched his face intently. “Mama Wolf thought the letters would make you feel better. Do you?”
Stan nodded. “I do. Since opening up to you yesterday, I’ve felt like a huge weight has been lifted from my shoulders. And then talking to Mama Wolf today and reading these incredible letters with you…” He shook his head slowly. “Call me crazy, but right now I’m feeling pretty damn lucky.”
As Prissy’s expression softened, she reached up and lovingly cradled his cheek in her hand. “He would have been so proud of you.”
“Think so?”
“Iknowso.”
Stan smiled quietly. “I’m proud to have descended from such a great man. I look forward to reading Mama Wolf’s book and learning even more about him.”
Prissy smiled.“Me, too.”
Stan gently stroked her hair. “I love you, sweetheart.”
“Don’t ever stop,” she whispered.
“I won’t.” He shook his head at her. “I couldn’t even if I tried.”
As their lips met in a tender kiss, Stan remembered that Mama Wolf had prayed over him and Prissy earlier, humbly petitioning the Lord to heal Stan’s troubled spirit and deliver him from the traumatic nightmares.
Stan felt confident that God had been listening.
