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She had twelve years of history to back her up. Twelve years of friendship. Of an ebbing and flowing romance.
Susanna had twelve years of letters, emails, phone calls.
Of ups and downs, disappointments, postponements, arguments, and apologies.
“You’re in love with the plan, Susanna. Not me.”
“Twelve years.”
“Twelve years I waited for you, and I get ‘I found the right ring but not the right girl’?”
We were a high school romance that somehow got away from us.”
“I’m twenty-nine, Adam. I want to get married. You’re the only man I’ve dated since I fast-danced with Bobby Conway at the seventh-grade fall dance.” She flung her arms wide. “Now what? You’re done with tours, ready to settle down, make a life for yourself in the States, and suddenly I’m not the right one?”
We make our plans, but God directs our steps.”
“I’ll not marry a woman I don’t love. I value freedom and independence, but I also value true love.”
“Lord, here we are, Nate and me. One hundred percent available. We don’t know what’s ahead, but you do. Whatever it is, we’ll love it because you love us. And you are good.”
