Josh pounded away on his laptop looking for the biggest set of apartments he could find. It had been the first thing he grabbed when he ran out of his room to escape the fire, and because of his amazing computer skills, Darron had set him to the task of finding them a new home. After two hours he came across the Rosemary Apartments.
They had three pools, and enough room for all their families, students, and then some. Obviously these apartments were for the rich and elite, but he knew Darron would have the money to buy them.
When he called Darron over they discussed the price, size, and location. "I'm impressed Josh," he said. "I couldn't have picked a better place my self. Now all I have to do is get a hold of the owner and convince him to sell it to me."
"All ready got his e-mail, you can write to him now if you want," Josh said.
"Good job, I'll get right on it," Darron said.
Dakota stood a few feet away watching his son. His son. The night he handed his children over to Darron for safekeeping he truly thought he would never see Josh or Pearl again. But now he worried. Had it been wise to let him know? What if Paul found out and got a hold of him, or Pearl?
I guess I'll just have to trust God, he thought. He sighed and walked to the edge of the woods again to look on the demolished house. Smoke still rose in the air even though it had been three days.
Lord I believe, he prayed, please help my unbelief.
They had not recovered much from the wreck, and what they did recover were only records and equipment. And though those things were necessary, they did not replace the valuables lost in the flame.