Montana Love Letter. Charlotte Carter

“‘Buzz, buzz, buzz.’”

      Paralyzed, speechless, tears sprang to Janelle’s eyes. She covered her mouth so her sob wouldn’t escape. Those were the first words Raeanne had spoken in seven months. For any other mother of a five-year-old, the words would mean little.

      To Janelle they were an answer to a prayer.

      “Atta girl!” Grinning, Adam ruffled her hair. “‘There’s a bee. A flying, stinging bumbly bee. He goes...’”

      “‘Buzz, buzz, buzz,’” Raeanne whispered.

      “Okay, one more time. ‘There’s a bee. A flying, stinging, angry bumbly bee. I’m going to—’”

      “‘Buzz, buzz, buzz,’” she said, her voice stronger now.

      “‘Buzz, buzz, buzz away,’” Adam finished with a flourish, shifting his gaze from Raeanne to Janelle.

      Hailey grabbed Raeanne and hugged her. “You did it! You sang the song.”

      To Janelle, those whispered words were a gift from the Lord. A much-prayed-for beginning.

      Thank you, she mouthed to Adam.

      She wanted to throw her arms around him but didn’t dare, afraid to make a big fuss for fear Rae would retreat into silence.

      What a special man Adam was. She couldn’t help but wonder if God had put that deer in her path. A path that led to Adam Hunter’s door?