Patricia Davids - His Amish Teacher

“I hope you’re right about this.” Debra sprinted for the staircase leading to the basement.

Lillian untied her apron as she hurried to her desk. After wetting the material, she tied it around her face. At the front door, she paused and closed her eyes. “Dear Lord, let this be the right decision. Save these children and protect the men coming to help us.”

Protect Timothy. Why did I let him leave in anger yesterday? Forgive me, Timothy.

Taking a deep breath, she pulled open the door and went out to ring the bell. She made sure she had all the boys as they raced inside. When they were safe, she said, “Get down to the basement.”

Susan came up the steps just as Lillian reached it. “Teacher, I can’t get the outside doors open.”

“I’ll go around to the back and see if something is blocking it.” Gabriel started for the door.

Lillian grabbed his arm. “Nee, get downstairs with the others. I’ll go.”

When he did as she told him, Lillian pulled her wet apron over her face again and stepped out into the dense smoke.

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