Page 26 of Muskoka Miracle (Muskoka Shores #7)
“And if it means I get to enjoy you, then I’m totally okay with that too.”
She chuckled. “I thought you might be.”
A night of fireworks was followed by more heavy conversations.
Dan sensed that with one of the biggest questions over their lives now having been addressed—at least by human standards—that they now shared a sense of resignation, and that leaving things up to God and His plans and timing would have to do.
Which meant other aspects of their lives could now move forward and be tackled too.
“I think we need to tell people,” he said.
She glanced up at him over the breakfast table. He’d heard Sam come in after midnight, so he hoped that meant things had resolved with Alexa, but he’d be really happy if his little bro didn’t make an appearance just yet.
Sarah’s eyebrows arched. “Tell them about the miscarriage?”
He nodded. “I felt convicted by what Boyd said. Boyd’s reaction made me realize how much others will feel hurt if they don’t know. So, I want to tell the guys in the online Bible group.”
She nodded. “Okay.”
“And if you have anyone you want to tell, then do it soon, before this spills out another way.” Like the media.
She bit her lip.
He knew what she hesitated to say. “And yeah, then when everyone knows who needs to know, then I think it’s probably a good thing to share on your podcast.”
“Really?”
He nodded. “Really. It’s the only way to own our story without it being shaped by other people’s agendas, so yeah. And like you said before, if it helps others feel a little less alone, then maybe this is what God wants us to do.”
“Oh, Dan, thank you.” Her hands crossed her heart. “Would you want to come on it with me?”
He’d refused until now. Exposing his private life for others to feast on wasn’t his scene. But there wasn’t much more personal than exposing infertility issues, was there? “Maybe.”
She smiled, then got up from the table and hugged him, her arms around his shoulders as he sat. “I love you.”
“I love you too.”
Sam entered, but Sarah didn’t move. “Am I interrupting?”
“All the time,” Dan joked.
“Hey, I left you two to it yesterday. Did you do anything after I left?”
Plenty of things. But he wasn’t about to describe that to his brother.
“We caught some fireworks,” Sarah said, finally unwrapping Dan from her hug, before shooting him a sexy wink.
Dan stifled a grin. “The more important question is how did things go with Alexa?”
Sam lit up. “She was actually glad to see me. Can you believe it?”
“Well, of course she was. You’re a catch,” Sarah said.
“See? Favorite sister-in-law status right there.”
She laughed. And it was like yesterday had put a period on their grief. Yes, there was sadness, but if God didn’t have a baby in their future, then He had to have something better.
“So what are you doing today?”
“It’s supposed to be a warm one. I wondered about fishing. You know, with my favorite brother. If my favorite sister-in-law could cope.”
“She’d cope if she could come too.”
“You want to go fishing?” Dan asked. A Muskoka miracle, right there.
“Not to actually fish,” she said. “But if there’s swimming involved, and it’s such a hot day, why not?”
“Okay then.” Huh. This was more like the excitable Sarah he knew.
“I’ll pack some lunch, so if there’s anything you especially want to have, then sing out.”
Sam glanced at Dan. “She’s such a musician, huh?”
“You know it.”
“Oh! Speaking of,” she glanced at Dan, “I meant to talk to you about the Heartsong tour.” Her nose wrinkled. “It’s in mid-October, so just after the regular season starts, and will run for four weeks. Maybe six if tickets sell.”
Six weeks? He hid his disappointment with a dip of his chin. “It starts in Sydney?”
She nodded. “Then goes to Auckland, Manila, then we fly to Durban—”
“Where?” Sam asked.
“South Africa. Then we’d go to London, Paris, then we’re doing the North American east coast, the Midwest, then west coast.”
“It sounds intense.”
She nodded and pushed back her shoulders. “But we’ve done it in the past, so it’s do-able again.”
And if there was no pregnancy that could be affected by all the stress of travel and late nights, then it wouldn’t matter. “You really want to do this?”
“If you get signed again, then yes.”
“ If ?” Sam scoffed. “Everyone knows he’s the best part of that team. You just need to figure out if you want one year or more.”
“I don’t think this body of mine can take more than one.”
“Then that’s your answer.” Sam rubbed his hands together. “The real question is what will you do next?”
“Why are you looking like that?”
“Because it’s exciting. Like, a new stage of life for you. So what do you want to do with the rest of your life?”
Excellent question.
“I mean, you’ll probably have bundles of joys popping out of your ears—”
Sarah laughed, then quickly sobered. She glanced at Dan.
Okay. The next moment of transparency was here. “Actually, we just got a doctor’s report that suggested that is unlikely.”
Sam blinked. “What?”
Dan held Sarah’s hand as he explained, to Sam’s disbelief.
“No way. I can’t believe that.” He frowned. “And I can’t believe you’re both so calm about this.”
“We weren’t yesterday,” Dan admitted.
Sam nodded. “So that explains the text to stay away.”
Sarah’s hand squeezed Dan’s. “It took a bit to come to terms with, but,” she glanced at Dan, “we’re not choosing to believe it, are we?”
He kissed her hand. “Nope. God can still do miracles.”
“One hundred percent,” Sam said, even as his brow wrinkled.
The room grew silent, as Sam continued to frown at Sarah. Sarah glanced between him and Dan. She lifted her brows, and Dan shrugged. Nope, he didn’t know what was going on with his little bro, either.
Sam finally blew out a breath. “Huh.”
“What?” Dan asked.
Sam peered at them. “Nothing.”
“That’s not nothing,” Sarah countered. “What? Why are you looking at me like that?”
“It’s just a weird thought I had.”
“Hey, you know us. We’re okay with weird.”
“I’ve been used to weird thoughts from you all my life,” Dan teased.
Sarah snickered as Sam—fortunately—broke into a smile. He looked at Sarah again. “Look, you can say no, because I sure as heck want to, but I just felt this weird feeling to pray for you.”
Emotion clamped Dan’s throat. Was that his brother saying that?
Sarah seemed similarly touched as she sniffled. “Why would I say no to that? Go on then. Pray.”
He looked awkward. “But I felt like I should put my hand on you.”
“Then do so.”
Sam winced. “Like, on your stomach.”
“Well, that is weird, and I’m guessing you haven’t thought to do that before, so that might just be from God.”
Sam glanced at Dan, as if asking for his permission. Dan nodded. So Sam tentatively placed a hand on Sarah’s abdomen. Dan covered his hand, then Sarah placed hers on top of his, as Sam then cleared his throat.
“Hey God, we know You can do anything, like change a life, or even raise the dead to life. So we ask that You prove the doctors wrong and bring new life. Like Jesus did. In Jesus’ name. Amen.”
“Amen,” Sarah echoed.
Amen , Dan agreed, but couldn’t speak, his throat was too tight.
Sarah exhaled, wiped away tears, then hugged Sam. “Thank you. You know, you might just be my favorite brother-in-law too.”
Sam chuckled. “What about your sister’s husband?”
“Oh, that’s right. Okay. He’s my favorite Australian brother-in-law, and you’re my favorite Canadian one.”
“I can live with that.”
“Thank you.” She squeezed him again. “I don’t know if you felt it too, but I felt a weird heat when you prayed.”
“Huh. I thought that was just me.”
“I think that might just be God,” she said.
“Wow.” Sam shivered, as if he felt the same tingles as Dan did. Then he blew out a breath. “Okay, then. Who’s going fishing?”
He exited, and Sarah turned to Dan. “I wonder if your brother has a healing ministry?”
Only God knew. He nodded to her phone. “You better make that call to Heartsong and confirm, before the doctor finds out his test results were wrong.”
She grinned. “You man of faith, you.”
He pushed back his shoulders. A man of faith. That had a better sound to it, something he could live up to, rather than letting circumstances dictate a smaller life. And if God could turn around his brother in such a short amount of time, then who knew what else He could do? “Amen.”