safe like nothing could hurt her. Not even Mark. She looked at the engagement ring on her finger happily. She was engaged
to the love of her life. Whoever thought she would meet the love of her life at eighteen years old she thought happily as she
continued to sit on the swing.
With Mark now in jail, Megan had begun the process of healing from being hurt. She was seeing a local psychiatrist in town.
Mrs. Anna Reyes. The doctor was helping her learn to sleep in the dark again without fear and to always think happy thoughts
as she was going to sleep. Megan would often think of Brian before she fell asleep.
Megan was still sitting on the swing when Bo joined her outside. "Brian done left?" he asked. Megan nodded and made room
for him on the swing. "Yeah, he got called in. But, he'll be back tomorrow night".
"Bo, I just want to thank you, Luke and Brian for saving me. But, what if Mark hadn't dug me up? Then what would have happened?
Would you still have saved me?" she asked curiously.
"Yes I would. I tried to save you when you were dying. You're my baby sister and I love you," Bo said, taking his sister in his arms and hugged her tightly, pressing his lips to her forehead.
"Even when I cause you so much trouble and money? I cost you so much money for my treatments and school," Megan said.
"Even then. If you had called me now instead of a year ago I still would try to save you. I'll always love you and protect you until you and Brian get married," Bo said, stroking her hair gently.
"Bo, are you okay with this marriage? Brian says that all of you cornered him on the porch with questions," Megan said,
"Now I am. Brian loves you. I can see that he'll take good care of you. Tell you the truth, I'm glad you're waiting until next year. You need time to heal from what Mark did to you," Bo said.
"That's what Dr. Reyes says. She's new in town. She's a Christian psychiatrist and she says that God helps the memories go away. We both pray before I leave that God will help. I don't want to go into marriage with nightmares of Mark burying me alive," Megan said as she and Bo went into the house.
"That's good. Uncle Jesse says the Almighty can help with all our problems. Why don't you go to bed now, little sister? I'll see you in the morning," Bo suggested, kissing his sister's forehead gently.
"Okay. Night, Bo. I love you," Megan said, kissing his cheek and hugging him before going upstairs.
That night, Megan thought more and more about God whom Mrs. Reyes often talked about. She knew that there was a big powerful
God out there that Mrs. Reyes talked about, Uncle Jessie and the others prayed about, and Megan wanted to know more. In fact,
she wanted to draw closer to God and get to know him better. Megan had once heard a pastor on tv say that you had to be saved
in order to go to heaven and to be close to God. Megan wanted to get saved but she had no idea who to talk to about this.
Restless, and unable to go to sleep, Megan kept hearing God call for her. Megan went to Bo's room wondering if he knew
anything about getting saved, if not, she'd go to Uncle Jessie.
Once she got into Bo's room that night, he was sound asleep. Sighing, she went to go find Uncle Jessie. He was sitting on the
Porch looking into the nightsky. Megan joined him on the porch.
"Hey Megan, can't sleep?" he looked at his neice. She shook her head no. Uncle Jessie "You having nightmares again?" he put
his arm around her and drew her close.
"No, Uncle Jessie its a much deeper issue. It's about me and my relationship with God. I'm not saved, but yet I want to be so
I can be closer to him".