He said, “Jesus, look!” and pointed to the mother and her kid. That girl is accompanied by her mother. How about I get mine? I implore you, Jesus, to let me visit my mother.
Nancy’s eyes were sorrowful, but she had a little grin pulling at her lips as she stared at him. Alan, you never know. God sometimes provides unexpected answers to our requests.
Alan was about to reply when a woman’s voice came from behind them. “My child, I’ll take you. I’m here to get you.
Nancy and Alan whirled around, startled. Directly behind them now stood the lady Alan had seen before.
Her lips were quivering and her eyes were full of tears as she gazed at Alan. “My kid, Alan! I’m here to get you. Her voice broke as she continued, “I’m here to take you home.”
Nancy’s expression was a combination of bewilderment and amazement. She turned to the lady and hugged Alan in a protective manner. “Who are you? How did you find out his name?
