Rachel's Prayer (Country Road Chronicles #2)
Catalog excerpt: But I thought I heard another sound off a ways. I went back to the window just to be sure. A vehicle, way down the lane. Except for my father, they didn't get much traffic by here, especially in the winter, so I watched just to see if they'd stop. I didn't think they would. It was an unfamiliar black car, going slow. But they slowed even more and got as close as they could on the lane, and then stopped out front. Frank hadn't noticed. He must be thinking deep again. I could imagine that he had a lot to think on.    Two tall strangers in uniforms stepped from the car and for a minute I almost couldn't breathe. Oh, God, no.   I didn't say anything to Bert. I didn't call for their father. All I could think about was Frank outside and what he was going to think, how he was going to feel, when he looked up and saw what I'd just seen.  Oh, please God, I cried in my mind as I went for the door. Oh, please. Not this. Not more bad news.   I almost tripped coming down off the porch. Those two men had stood for a minute like they weren't sure they had the right place, or maybe were hesitant to face whatever family might be home. But they moved to the house slow now and I knew I hadn't been mistaken. They wore crisp, neat military uniforms, right down to the hats and gloves. And my heart pounded in my throat, knowing what they must be here to say. Not William. Oh, God, please. Are they here, after all this time, to tell about Joe? That would  be just as bad! Help. Oh, please! Help Frank. And his Pa. Oh, Lord, what is their Pa gonna do?