45: Harvest

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WARNING: LANGUAGE AND EXPLICIT/TRIGGERING SUBJECT MATTER.




Rain pelted the window as it fell from the sky. Nervous feet tapped against the floor, surrounded by florescent lights and cold air condition.


"Iwase Ebere." At the sound of her name, she grew tight with anxiety.


"Iwase Ebere." The woman called again, looking around. A gentle hand slid across hers.


"Babe." Swallowing, she turned to look at her support, who had loving eyes on her.


"I'm...I'm n-nervous about this Hiroto. W-what if-"


"No what ifs. I'm right here. I won't leave you."


"Last call for Iwase Ebere." Lifting her hand, he kissed it.


"We won't know until we go Rae." Taking a shaky breath, she swallowed tightly and nodded before standing slowly. The woman smiled and beckoned her to approach her.


"U-um, is it okay if my husband comes with me?" She asked, licking her lips. The woman appeared a bit shocked as he stood, hands in his pockets, waiting patiently for an answer. Something she wasn't used to seeing on an every day basis she was sure.


"Of course. We would never refuse him from accompanying you." She reached for his hand.


"Please follow me."

***

A year had come and gone in the blink of an eye. In such a short time, associations with trustworthy and credible foster agencies had been made; the United States, Japan, United Kingdom and Australia were just a few partners. An after school program had been established with some of the middle schools and high schools in the surrounding area, their alma mater being one of them. It still amazed them how far God had taken them so quickly. She'd traveled to conferences across the globe, her first being in London. Things were getting surreal as they entered into their second year of marriage. So much had happened and the new journeys they were embarking on were both beautiful and frightening.

***

"I present to you proudly...Hinansho!" Hands cut a large ribbon and applause ripped through the air. Fingers threaded together and together they welcomed the public to enter into the beautiful building, large and spacious as far as the eye could see.


"This has been a labor of love for years and thanks to my wonderful husband, he's allowed me to bring it to fruition. I've put a lot into this and I hope and pray that it changes lives for generations to come." Fingers took hold of hers and tears welled up in her eyes.


"Shoutoii is going to be elevated beyond anything we could ever imagine." His voice was warm and deep and never failed to send shivers down her skin.

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