Home for Christmas.
It was now George’s turn to digest what Adam had just told him. He drove in silence as if unsure of what to say. As they neared the university, the older man finally broke the silence. “I know that many people believe in intuition”, he said slowly, “and that would explain the feeling that you had about calling us, but what about the dream or whatever it was, is it possible that I was somehow seeing the future“? Adam looked thoughtful, “when did you have this dream“? “It was the morning that Ralph drowned”, George answered, “I’d just awoke and I don’t know if I went back to sleep or not”. Adam thought for a moment, “than it was probably the present you were seeing, not the future, Ralph’s last thoughts may have been of you”. They’d stopped by the university residence now, yet Adam made no move to get out, but rather waited for George, who seemed lost in thought, to speak again. “I gave up on the churches a long time ago” he said at last, looking once again at Adam, “and I’d almost given up on God – but now I’m not so sure, we’ll talk again later” Adam nodded, knowing that this was a conversation that had really just begun.
December, as it usually does, brought colder temperatures and snow, making walking more difficult throughout the city. It made little difference to Adam however, as with the gusto of youth, he easily navigated his way. He called the Foxs every day and visited twice every week. They had few visitors now and always welcomed Adam, and Mona too, when she was able to come along with him. As he watched Isabella and George slowly getting back into their old routine, the young man marvelled at the strength of the human spirit. The couple now had a standing invitation to Sunday dinner, though Mona couldn’t always make it. In December too, Isabella returned to the Sunday evening services at Wesley United Church giving Adam and George some time to talk privately. It was the second day of December, and at first they talked of Adam’s impending trip home for the Christmas holidays. Adam was a little surprised that his friend still insisted on talking to Dr. Templeton about his father‘s possible eye surgery, in fact would do so that very week. He also stated that the offer for Adam’s parents to stay with him and Isabella while in the city remained the same.
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