The Pastor's Heart - By Desiree Future Page 0,19

a kid in the candy store when he saw Sinclair at the church.

“So how was your first date with her?” Calvin was very interested in knowing.

“We had a five hour long date and I didn’t want that to end. She is an amazing, beautiful and talented woman.” Kingston could barely get the words out just thinking about Sinclair.

Calvin could tell by the look on his son’s face that he did have a good time. “So what does she do for a living?”

“She is the owner and director of a non-profit agency. She helps former foster kids now turned adults transition to independent living,” Kingston explained while adjusting his blue and white tie.

With a confused look on his face Kingston knew he had to further explain what Sinclair did.

“Here is how she explained it to me.” Kingston started using his hands like Chelsea to speak. “When you turn eighteen you age out of the system because you are now an adult. As an adult you are expected to care for yourself, so you no longer qualify for those services.”

“So what happens to them if they don’t have anything?” Louise asked coming into the office and replacing Calvin’s soda disguised as tea with a bottle of water while not missing a beat. “Soda in a tea cup? Nice try Honey.” She said to Calvin’s and Kingston’s surprise.

“Most of them end up homeless. For some it leads them to a life of crime just trying to survive. And trying to get any government help is almost impossible if you don’t have an address. Sinclair provides her clients with information on where to get food and shelter from. She also gives them a book bag filled with everything from clean socks and underwear to personal hygiene products. She does whatever she can to help them, including going to court and speaking on their behalf.”

“Oh my God I never knew that.” Louise said while reaching for her water on the table next to her husband’s desk. “Who does Sinclair work for? Maybe we can help out?”

“Mom, Sinclair owns the non-profit agency and I am more than sure if we donate anything she will be very appreciative.” Watching the faces of his parents light up as he spoke about Sinclair he knew they approved of her even though they hadn’t formally met her yet.

“Her parents must be so proud of her taking on a huge task like that,” Calvin said as Louise nodded in agreement.

Kingston took a deep breath before he replied. “She doesn’t have any parents. She was a foster child herself.”

Louise rose from her chair and walked over to Kingston. “Of all the women that you have dated none, and I do mean none of them have what Sinclair has. And what she has is a pure selfless heart. Sinclair had nothing and rose up past her obstacles to turn back around to help others. Only a truly special person could do something like that. God put her in your life for a reason so you better treat her like that queen she is because there is always someone waiting to take your place.”

Kingston’s mother’s words rang in his head as he drove home later that night. He didn’t know where the thing with him and Sinclair was going, but he intended for it to be a nice journey for them both.

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It had been raining since the night before and thankfully it had finally stopped even though it was still a bit cloudy. The pavement was still slick, but Sinclair had no problem speeding across the highway. For an early Sunday morning there was very little traffic on the interstate which made it perfect. She could easily get to her destination without getting tied up in traffic.

“NO!!!!” She screamed at the top of her lungs as her car made a loud sound and a heavy jerking motion. Her car started to slow down even though she still had her foot on the gas.

“You’ve got to be kidding me,” she said out loud while trying to coast her car to the shoulder of the highway.

Sinclair could not believe it; her car was having problems yet again. She got out of her car and opened the hood to see smoke billowing from it. This was not the time for her to be having car troubles. She cursed as she tried to figure out what she would do.

She would have called Robyn, but she was away with Desmond for the weekend. She couldn’t even call Kingston because