With his almost-healed arm free of the sling, he carefully shaved his face with his honed razor. He’d moved the mirror out here so he could see himself clearly in the crisp morning light. He needed to shave...because he was going to attend Sunday meeting this morning. Fear that he might not be able to make it through the meeting clutched his stomach with cold hands. He was aware that his wife was eyeing him and holding back the obvious question. He wanted to tell her but somehow he couldn’t say the words, I’m going to meeting. Once he’d come to understand Sunny’s reason for attending, he’d faced the truth. I have to do this for Dawn, and for Sunny—and for myself. He rinsed away the soap and then wiped his damp face with a towel, inhaling the bracing air. “Sunny?” He cleared his clogged throat. “Will you press my dress shirt and suit?” “Right away, Noah.” She scurried into the cabin.
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