Chapter 33: Immovable Past

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The night soon chased away the day and I was home before long. The ride home, it wasn't so bad today.

Opening the garage door, I wheeled my bike inside and chained it up. I took a moment to station myself in the empty space. I inhaled the air, soaking up the room.

"Naomi? Is that you?"

I whipped around, pacing my way towards the front door to meet Henry's distressed gaze. "Yeah, sorry if I scared you."

"No, not at all. I just didn't get a chance to see you leave this morning so I got worried. And I tried calling your phone, but there was no answer."

Reaching into my pocket, I grab my phone and confirm what I had suspected. "Oh, sorry. It was on airplane mode."

Henry sighed heavily, caressing his temples with his light fingertips. "Please take it off and leave it off." I nodded with obligation. "Where did you run off to this morning anyway?"

Immediately, I threw my gaze to the ground. My feet had started to move around nervously and I couldn't stand still. "I was by the church...with Carter."

The rise of the eyebrows, a flew blinks of the eyelids, and slight tilt of the head was enough for me to see that he was stupefied. Was it the fact that I was by the church or that I was with Carter that caused him to react in such a way? Should I have lied to him? I didn't think it was an issue that needed to be regarded with caution and dishonesty.

"So you like spending time with him, I assume." I nodded, refusing to say another word. Maybe I should have concealed this.

"As long as you trust his judgement, I won't question yours."

"I do." My voice starts off shy, but I clear away the discomfort and face Henry head-strong. "He helps me understand things I never did before, not even when Mom was alive."

His crystal blue eyes expand with astonishment. I had mentioned it so casually, he probably expected me to fall into my usual routine of losing my mind and losing control. Strangely enough, I didn't feel like that at all. The impulse to do so diminished.

"Is that so..." He nodded once before granting me with a smile. "Okay then. But please, still remember to be careful. And leave your phone on. Tell me where you're going in advance next time." It was a playful scold, but I owed it to him to listen.

He embraced me in a hug and I allowed it with no protest. We waddled to the front door and shut the garage door behind us.

After eating some dinner and bathing away the grime of today, I settled in my bed for the night.

A small buzz from my phone stunned me. I reached for it and my heart skipped a beat when Carter's name had flashed across the screen. We never communicated by phone before; no call, no text, nothing of the sort. Taking in a sharp breath, I prepared myself.

I thought it was crazy how this was the Word of the day:

And we know that God causes all things to work together for good to those who love God, to those who are called according to His purpose. Romans 8:28

I thought of you...

My hands clutched onto my phone.

Before I had time to rethink anything or reevaluate my thought processes, I was hitting the call button.

What was I doing? My impulses were growing more and more unforeseeable by the days.

I started overthinking, but just as I was about to hit the end button, the line connected.

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