Page 47 - The Last Gift

especially, with my eyesight gone, I don’t want
to go to some place unfamiliar.”

“But Mother, the stairs are . . .”
“I don’t mind the stairs. They make my
heart feel good.”
There was a long pause. Apprehension and
loneliness crept into a corner of Rachel’s heart.
She didn’t know what she would do if Mother
Davis was gone. She had been such a good
friend. Yet Rachel could also understand Jacob’s
feelings. For 18 years he had had no family, and
surely still felt rejected by them. She could only
imagine that Mother Davis’s refusal just
emphasized that feeling, even though Rachel
knew it had nothing to do with his mother’s love
or lack of love for him.
Jacob was silent, and Mother Davis seemed

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