Then, sadly, she reminded herself that she, too, had been that way, telling herself there really wasn’t a God. But deep in her heart, hadn’t she really known all along? Hadn’t she deliberately denied that knowledge to please her parents, and selfishly, to do as she pleased with her life?
Suddenly, as tears sprang to her eyes with this revelation, she asked Jon to take her home, and rushed to pack up the picnic things.
Stunned, Jon followed reluctantly. “I don’t understand you, Denise, I just don’t understand you at all!”
They drove to the house in silence, as Denise tried to figure out a balance between obeying God, and keeping Jon, if there was such a thing! But, if not, how could she bear to live without Jon? He was surely the only guy she could ever love! Life was so unfair, she thought, in frustration. She was very unhappy with Jon right now, but they would work it out. They had to!
When they reached Nana and Papa’s house, Jon helped Denise carry in the picnic things, but with a curious look on his face, Denise thought.
Nana met them at the door. “Did you have a good picnic?” She asked casually, glancing back and forth between the two.
“Yeah,” Jon answered. “The food was delicious!”
“Good,” Nana answered. “Denise, you had a call from Maria at the hospital. She said your patient, Jane Doe had come out of the coma. She knew you would want to know!”
“Oh, Nana!” Denise said, suddenly excited, hugging Nana tightly. “Oh, that’s wonderful! I can’t wait to see her and get to know all about her. “I’ve got to go to her, right now!”
“What about tonight? I thought we were going out!” Jon asked defensively.
“Sorry. I’ve got to go see her. You wouldn’t believe how long I’ve waited for this!” exclaimed Denise.
“Do you want me to drive you in, or do you want to take your car?” asked Jon almost reluctantly.
Denise looked at him, their eyes meeting for a moment, and said politely, “Thanks, Jon, for offering, but I’m afraid you’d be bored at the hospital. And I have no idea how long I’ll be there. I’d better take my car.”
She hurried to her room to change clothes and freshen up, leaving Jon standing in the kitchen, looking very uncomfortable. Shortly she returned, ready to go. “I’ll be home in a little while, Nana. Don’t worry about me, OK?”
“I won’t”, Nana said. “I’m just thanking the Lord that, once again, our prayers have been answered.”
Denise caught a strange, unbelieving look in Jon’s eyes as Nana said those words, and felt almost pity for him that he couldn’t, or didn’t want to, understand. Then, amazed herself, as she realized she did understand, and she, too, was inwardly giving a heartfelt thanks to God!
Jon walked with her to the car with an unsure, hesitant manner. Denise caught his sideways glances, as if he was trying to figure out a new approach, as if the situation suddenly was out of control, and he was planning his strategy. As Denise climbed into her car, she coolly, but politely said, “See ya later, Jon. Gotta go now,” as she started up her car.
Without a word, Jon stared at her briefly, then turned on his heel. Was that a look of revenge in his eyes? Denise wondered.
There was just too much to think about now. She’d worry about Jon later, she decided, as she focused her thoughts on Jane Doe’s recovery. Jon could wait!