Mother wasn’t well enough to handle a trip to California from her home in Austria. So my husband and I brought her new granddaughter to see her. “We’re hoping to give her a brother some day,” I told Mother as she rocked our daughter in her arms.
“I’ll start praying for a boy at once!” Mother said. “After I pass, I’ll ask the Lord to let me fly over your house and take a look at him.”
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