Page 113 of Hidden Chance

“The best.”

As they drove into the city, Robby hooked his pinky through Hannah’s. “It’s been a long time since I’ve been in a tux,” he said.

“You should do it more often. You look good.”

“I only wear these things when necessary. They’re very uncomfortable.”

“But worth it.”

“If I ever do a big fundraiser, I’m going to make it beach attire.”

“You think anyone will come?”

“Why not? Who doesn’t like to wear a big sunhat and flip-flops?”

“Is it strange that I’m nervous?”

“Not at all. I know you’re looking forward to bringing this all to an end, but tonight is a big deal.”

“When I did that presentation at TreadCraft, I did it because I wanted to make a difference in these kids’ lives. I never could have imagined the enormity of what was really going on. I’m still helping kids, but on a much bigger scale. I’m so glad God knows what He’s doing and does what He needs despite our whining.”

Robby laughed. “Guess He’s big enough to handle our little tantrums.”

“Thank goodness. Have you spoken to your boss?”

“Him and the rest of the team.”

“So, everything’s in place?”

“They’re all looking forward to it. We’ve invested a lot in this.”

“I can’t wait to meet them. You know, when you think back over how everything came together.” She shook her head. “It’s hard to fathom it’s real.”

“I guess that’s God for you. He goes above and beyond what we could ever ask or imagine.”

“Sounds like you’ve been reading your Bible.”

“I can’t believe some of the stuff in there. Have you ever read Kings?”

“A few times, yeah.”

“That’s some wild stuff that went on. And I thought the planet was out of control now.”

“It’s comforting in a way to know that not much has changed. We all still face similar obstacles. People act in the same awful ways. But no matter what, when we cry out to God, He responds.”

“He certainly does.” Robby parked in front of the valet, who opened the door for Hannah and gave Robby a ticket.

Together, they climbed the stairs where giant signs in gold lettering announced the evening’s fundraising dinner.

“I’m afraid the event has already started,” the man at the door said.

“Yes, we’re a bit late to the party.”

“Your names, please?” He looked down at his iPad.

“We’re not on the list.”

“I’m sorry, but this event is invite only.”

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