4 Years Later
As Emily packed her things to return to the States, she reviewed all she learned during to time she spent in Greece. She had to admit she was sad to go. But God had paved a path for her, and she must go on it where ever it lead her. Nikki and Lena hugged her like they couldn't let go, letting tears flow. "Do you have to go?", Lena asked. Emily answered, " God has a plan for you as well. Maybe we'll meet again, and if not here, in God's Kingdom. Bless you, Lena." The tears continued to flow on the plane ride. Emily recalled her brief goodbye to Marcus. He seemed stable even when she wasn't. He just smiled at her. "Your going to do much good in this world," he told her. She still didn't know where they stood. Most of her time was focused on preaching that she hardly saw him except for a few rare times. She treasured them. Once she was back on solid ground, Liz came to help her with her luggage, embracing her with a sparkling diamond on her left hand. Emily's mouth formed an O. "I'm marrying him in March." She was happy for her friend, even when she was rubbing her enlarged belly numerous times. "The baby's a girl," Liz commented. She seemed so joyous during their ride back to their hotel. "So what's the next spot?" Emily thought about it. She answered, " I believe, it's Israel. I'm a little scared, though I know God is with me always."
Emily spent her time with her family back in California, realizing her work wasn't done, and she'd be leaving again soon for somewhere new. She slept in her bed and read her favorite books and listening to the songs that inspired her. When the day came that she had to pack, she broke down and sobbed. "My life is so different from my friends, Momma", she cried. Her mom said, "I know, but your father and I are in here", she replied pointing to Emily's heart that was beating in her chest. " I know," She said, wiping her tears, " If I don't come back...", and then came more sobs. She couldn't speak of it, again. But she knew she was doing the right thing. As she walked onto that plane, her parents and friends waved. Liz smiled at her, and stuck out her tongue. It was blue from the Popsicle she had devoured. That made her laugh, and when the plane started, she kept that memory with her.
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