Audrey let out a breath, turned the truck around, and didn’t look back—except once. A famous movie star was waving her goodbye.
She was probably mentally calculating all the sins he’d just admitted and storing them for later use. When she wanted to fight off his romantic attentions, that would be ammunition to throw back in his face.
He’d never shaken angry fists at the Savior his mother had taught him to respect. But God had never hurt him before. Not like this.
