Coming home an hour ago, I drove past the diner that she frequents and where she has stayed all night a few times in the past month.
I watched her from my car while she sat on the stool at the counter, talking to a couple of guys. When I got home, DH asked if I went in and said no. Maybe I should have, I’m now thinking.....
She actually picked up the phone when I called her today and spoke to me. She spoke like everything was fine, like she didn’t remember yelling at me on the 9th for ‘harassing her friends at the diner’ and how mad she was with me. Maybe she forgot??
Anyway, thinking no good would come of me stopping by the diner on Wednesday nights. She wouldn’t be happy to see ME there.
I’m always led to do something - this waiting for something to happen is hard. I’m trying to keep the faith that GOD has His hand on her and pray for her protection.
Next Wednesday night, who knows - I may stop in the diner to ‘get a piece of pie’.