The Yellow Rose
“Clay was lying flat on his back, and the twins were cooing on his chest. They were pulling his hair, pounding him with their clenched fists, and screaming like miniature Comanches. The sight of the three of them pleased her inordinately, for before she married Clay she had no idea what he would be like as a husband— much less as a father. His tender love for her had been an immense satisfaction, but when she discovered she was pregnant, she had begun to worry about Clay’s attitude. He had been a single man for so long, going where he pleased and doing what he wanted. To be tied down with a wife and a baby—well, that was another matter altogether! Some men, she well knew, were never able to succeed as a father, and she had prayed much that the coming of the baby would be a good thing for Clay.
And then the twins had arrived, and miraculously Clay had been saved on that same day, kneeling on the front porch and calling out to God for His mercy and forgiveness. Since that moment, except ...for his newfound devotion to Jesus Christ, the most important thing in Clay Taliferro’s life had been his wife and his new family.MoreLess
And then the twins had arrived, and miraculously Clay had been saved on that same day, kneeling on the front porch and calling out to God for His mercy and forgiveness. Since that moment, except ...for his newfound devotion to Jesus Christ, the most important thing in Clay Taliferro’s life had been his wife and his new family.MoreLess
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