Pastor Mckinley
Doris came back in from her day selling the flowers at the market. She hung the keys in Pastor Mckinley's office and closed the door behind her. Heading outside, she found him in the garden.
"How was it?" He asked, seeing her approach.
"Wonderful. All flowers sold and I dropped the money off with Sally at the Center." Doris replied.
"Good to hear. And Bridgett?"
"What do you mean?"
"I saw her help you with the boxes. I assumed she went with you to the market."
"No, she stayed here. Haven't you seen her at all today?"
"No, I haven't actually." Pastor Mckinley replied.
"Oh, dear. You don't think she's been inside that shack all day have you?"
Pastor Mckinley set his gloves down and headed for the shed. If he knew she was here, he would have checked on her sooner. She must be starving, he thought. Knocking on the door, he waited. There was no answer.
"Bridgett, it's Pastor Mckinley." He said, waiting. Still there was no answer, not even a stir. Checking on the handle, he found it unlocked.
"It's Pastor Mckinley. I'm coming in." He said, looking at the ground, as he opened the door.
With the door wide open, he looked up to find it empty. A note sat on the table, beside a red rose. He walked over, picking it up and read: Thank you for your kindness. You will never know the peace it gave me, but there are things I need to set right if I can.
He looked down at the rose and touched one of the petals. "Seeds need light to grow, or else the crows will come and easily snatch them away." Kneeling down, he prayed.
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