"When they came up out of the water, the Spirit of the Lord suddenly took Philip away..." I "Berhanu, will you have some to eat?" The man and wife sat across from one another in a rundown barn, the early morning sunlight not yet warm so that she shivered from time to time. "My wife, once more three years have slipped by, and you are more beautiful to me than ever before." He took what she offered and ate. "Your words are few." "Yes. What can I say in such a short time as we always have?" Sarah looked to the end of the barn, where she could see the undulating opening. "I know your thoughts. They are like mine; I long for these moments, yet my words do not now come, and I know the door will soon close. Hours are not enough." "Why?" At the question, their eyes met. His were liquid and black, hers a blue that reminded Berhanu of the light of a summer sky, both wide and piercing. He reache
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