might be building a relationship with her.”
Logan hesitated. “We’re still unloading?”
“We’re still unloading.”
“It very well might have something to do with Heather. I knew her from the choir, but when we reconnected in Indianapolis, it was like God plopped her down in the middle of my life. We connect on a lot of levels.”
“Okay . . . Sounds like there’s more . . .”
Logan sighed. “I don’t know. Feels like we’re building something, but I’m not sure what.” He shrugged. “Maybe just a friendship, which wouldn’t be a reason to stay in St. Louis.” He thought a moment. “Maybe she was the impetus I needed to show me what was lacking in my life, and my family’s really the answer.”
“When will you know about the position?”
“Not sure. Month maybe.”
“I’ll be praying for you, but I’ve got to admit my own selfishness. I’d hate to see you leave Living Word. I think I’ll focus my prayers on something jumping off between you and Heather so you’ll have a reason to stay.”
Logan laughed. “Kind of funny, isn’t it, that Heather and Kelli are together right now? Think they spend any time talking about us?”
“Not if Kelli has anything to do with it.”
“Yeah, Heather too. She’s been praying not to focus her attention on any guys right now.”
“Wonderful. We’re unloading about them, and I bet right now they’re digging into the Bible. How’s that for a side-by-side comparison?” Brian shook a fry at him. “We need to get our act together.”
“I agree. Next time we’ll bring our Bibles and set them on the table as we unload. Then we can feel more spiritual about it.”
A thought shot through Brian’s mind, and he got a faraway look in his eyes.
“What?” Logan drained his soda to the bottom and shook the ice.
“I have an idea you might be able to help me with.”
“You know the drill,” Logan said. “Unload.”
HEATHER HAD A BIG GRIN. “TIME FOR OPEN DISCUSSION?”
Cyd looked down at her Bible. “I think we covered everything, and you two asked great questions, as usual. So, yep.”
“Good.” She turned to Kelli. “I want to hear all about Miles.”
“What?” Kelli frowned at Heather. “Excuse me, girlfriend. Open discussion is for you to bring up your issues. Not for you to bring up my stuff.”
“Aw, come on. The man flew to town to see you, he’s sleeping right here on this sofa, and I don’t know much about him. I want to hear the scoop. How’d you get together?”
Kelli closed her Bible, reflecting. “We were part of a group of friends that hung out on campus. He and I paired off, started going to movies, eating out, studying together. Basically became a habit— that developed over time.”
“And . . .” Heather leaned dramatically toward her.
Kelli pushed her back, laughing. “And nothing. That’s the scoop.”
“How do you feel about him now?”
Kelli thought about it. “I’m trying to figure that out. I’d say we’re close. He wants our relationship to go deeper, and I pretty much want that too. He means a lot to me. But . . .”
Heather and Cyd let the word hang, waiting for her.
“I don’t know,” Kelli continued. “How close could we really be if I only told him last night about my songwriting?”
Cyd had a focused look about her. “Why didn’t you keep him in the loop as things were developing with Monica and then with Brian’s album?”
This one was easy. “I was afraid it would open up too much about the past that I wasn’t ready to tell,” Kelli said. “Still not. He only knows the music part.”
Cyd angled her head. “But God’s done so much in bringing you out of that past. Are you thinking Miles wouldn’t understand? What’s his spiritual life like?”
“Well . . . I’m not sure.” The realization surprised Kelli. “Neither of us went to church in Austin. He said he was a Christian, and that was good enough for me. But now that you mention it, we don’t talk about spiritual stuff.”
She pondered that more. Now that she was growing closer to God again, was that a missing dynamic between her and Miles?
Heather hit her on the arm, an inquisitive look on her face. “Here’s a test. If you had to make a decision right now to spend the rest of your life on a deserted island with either Miles or Brian, which would you choose?”
Kelli narrowed her eyes at Heather. “What in the world does Brian have to do with this?”
“Just for fun, but you have to