Maggie Bright: A Novel of Dunkirk

by Tracy Groot

“What

in me is dark, illumine! What is low, raise and support!”

Yet we prayed.” “How do you know it does any good?” Clare said. “It’s better than moping, which does no good at all.”

“Right, then. What sort of prayer shoots straight to the top of the pile?” He chuckled. “No idea. If you find out, let me know. But I’m not sure that our prayers jockey for position. In fact, I wouldn’t be surprised if some prayers help others make it to the

“Let’s pray, Miss Childs. It is not the least you and I can do. It’s the best.” 26