Disclaimer: I don't own Crossing Jordan nor do I profit from writing about any of the characters. Tim Kring owns everything. And he won't sell. So I borrow them, play with them, and put them back.
Prologue
She used to have faith….a deep, lasting, faith….in many things….being able to make the leaps across the gaps in life with the abiding belief that life was good….even if there were twists and turns, life was good.
But now, unless she could measure it, weigh it, calculate it, graph it on a computer, or define it with her science, for her it didn't exist. It was a non persona. A person non gratis.
It was invisible.
That was why she had such a problem with love. It was all those things…weightless, measureless, ungraphable. It couldn't be programmed into a computer nor defined by any text books.
Love took faith
More than faith…it took trust.
And trust was something her life was sadly lacking in.
She shook her head as she left Good Friday services at St. Inez. She had gone to please her father, but in some remote way, in the back of her head and in the corner of her heart, she hoped something would happen today to restore both her faith and trust in God and her fellow man.
She was sadly disappointed.
She crossed herself and left the services.