Where is God?

When I'm Helping and Giving

'What else do I need?', Cindy thought to herself. 'I want this to be a welcome home that will cheer her up, and that she'll never forget.' Cindy stood and thought about what she had, what she needed, and what she wanted.

As she stood and thought, a boy walked into the general store, behind him came a younger girl. He looked to be about 16 and she seemed to be about 14 years old. They looked to be new around here. Cindy had certainly never seen them, not to mention they looked uncomfortable and wondering what to do.

As she watched the boy looked around, then started walking one way. His sister--they had to be siblings, they looked identical--rolled her eyes, and turned the opposite way. Cindy knew she was much to old to spy on people, but she didn't stop to think about that. She casually walked down the aisle perpendicular to the others. She acted as though she was looking at merchandise, but she was spying out of the corner of her eye.

Cindy saw the girl looking at the tea. She looked as though she was in a hurry and had something on her mind. Cindy felt sorry for her, and moved on to keep herself from staring. She turned down the next aisle and found herself by the embroidery threads--suddenly remembering why she was here. She picked out dark red, medium and dark green, and pale pink.

She also had to pick a few things up for Anne.  Anne had wanted to stay home today, but Cindy was happy to have some time alone to think and roam about.

She moved on her way to the front counter. She stood looking at the different materials, trying to decide which would be most suitable. She finally decided on a pale pink chiffon, and a plain white cotton material. She told Mr. Greystone how much she wanted of each, and he cut it for her. He folded it, rang up the amount of her purchase, and she paid him.

As she was walking out she saw the girl and boy go to buy their items. Cindy crossed the road and headed to the hotel. She wanted to see how Winni and Will were doing lately.

As Cindy walked in the hotel door, Winni was coming through the back door.

"Hi Cindy!", Winni greeted her, "I didn't expect you to stop in.".

"I know, I just wanted to see how you're doin' nowadays."

"We're doing fine, thanks for asking", she assured with a smile. "Oh! I ran into John Greene--from the depot--today. They have a telegram for you. He said he was going to send a boy out with it, but you may be able to save him a trip by stopping in.".

"Really? I wonder who it could be from....", Cindy pondered the thought.

"Well I need to go draw water from the well for Will. He'll be wondering where I ran off to!".

"Alright, well thanks for letting me know about the telegram! I'll see you soon hopefully!"

"You're welcome anytime, give my regards to Anne, goodbye!"

"Will do, Bye!", Cindy replied as she turned to go.

As Cindy walked down the road toward the Depot she wondered who the telegram could be from. Well, she would discover the answer soon.

She walked into the depot and headed for the telegraph office. There were two people at the counter now. As she neared them she realized that it was the two kids she had seen at the general store.

"...signed Jack Hille.", the boy was finishing the telegram.

'Hille...Hille?', Cindy thought to herself as she waited. 'I know that name from somewhere! But where?'.

"Will do.", John Greene smiled behind the counter.

As the kids turned to leave Cindy stepped up to the counter.