At the Halloween party, an anxious to go home.
It was late October and Danielle was stressed about saving enough money to move her family of four upstate. She had repeatedly been turned down for a home loan because her credit wasn’t good enough. Her boyfriend had also grown tired of her “stubbornness,” so the couple decided to ditch San Francisco for the North Carolina farm where his parents lived. They packed up their car and ready to hit the road.
As they left, Danielle’s dad reached down and grabbed her hand.
“I love you, brother,” she whispered.
And with that, the night began to take on a happy, dreamy feel. Danielle’s eyes filled with tears. Not just of relief but the longing for more.
During the next day, Danielle discovered that her boyfriend’s dad had also decided to make the trip. The destination? Springville, Georgia. It was a big truck stop town about eight hours away on Interstate 75. After it snowed, they were hoping to find “frosted ice cream.” What else were they waiting for?
In the end, after a short detour to Roswell, Georgia, the trio arrived at their destination safe and sound.
“It was a big adventure,” Danielle said. “We were just having fun together and making memories.”
–By James Osborne, research intern at the Faith and Freedom Coalition