After her painful divorce following twenty-five years of marriage, Grace Walters prayed to God. When Shannon showed up seven years later, she felt God had answered. Hear her:
“I didn’t even realize how long it had been since I had been touched. Since I had a man reach for my hand. I felt something in me that I hadn’t felt in years. I tried to identify the feeling. Emotions. I couldn’t bring it into focus… I was so terrified. The alarm was going off in my head telling me I was too old for this sh*t. In my head I’m hearing that he’s leading me on and he wanted something, so I kept repeating to myself what he said, ‘Why not you?’ ‘Why not me?’”
- Oh God, please protect my heart. Help me heed the alarms, and don’t let me repeat to myself words that would imprison me to unreason.
Shannon worked his magic (helped by the comprehensive dossier of information about Grace, which his mother Sarah had given to him). Of course, he knew where she worked but she was surprised he did. Hear her:
“I didn’t even know how he found out where I worked but there I was. He was flirting with me. Nobody had flirted with me in twenty-five years. I had butterflies… It was beautifully tragic. Before I knew it I was smiling. Giddy. I felt like a school girl. I wondered why. Who was this man? Why was he flirting with me? A voice in my head was screaming, ‘What does he want? What does he want?”
- Oh God, please help me when flirting knocks at my door.
Before she got to the part when she decided to go ahead with Shannon, she had to overcome her initial reluctance. She had refused to call him even after receiving a gift from him. Hear her:
…Curiosity got the best of me. When I got to work the next day, I said, ‘What the hell?”
- Oh God, I know my weakness, please don’t let curiosity get the better of me.
Things moved very quickly as soon as they got started. Hear her:
I did start to trust him very quickly. I don’t even know why. He was so kind. I don’t know what to say. He was gentle. I didn’t know that a man could be that perfect. I didn’t want our first date to end
- Oh God, please help me never forget that there are no perfect human beings. Let my mind never go there despite ‘packaging’ that may indicate so.