Chapter 29

“Mom,” Kevin started, “our government won’t let them execute her, will it? Aunt Cam will be all right. I know she will.”

David looked at the fifteen-year-old. How wonderful it must be to have the optimism of youth. At forty-four, he wished he had the confidence in the future that his son had.

“What will be, will be,” Anne stated firmly. “I don’t have a feeling of her dying. I’ll see her again before Idie.”

Lori looked at her grandmother. “If any of your premonitions ever come true, I pray this one will.”

Carrie Andrews reached out to her late brother’s mother-in-law and patted the older woman’s hand. Then she turned and spoke to Lori. “Your grandmother knows things that we can only pray for, dear.” Over the past forty years, she’d become close to Lori’s and Cam’s maternal grandmother. This older woman’s spirit and insight, or whatever you wanted to call it, never ceased to amaze her.

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