Читать книгу God and Love on Route 80 - Stephen G. Post - Страница 16

Gary dropped the boy off in downtown Chicago, along Lake Michigan on Lake Shore Drive.

“Here, kid, take these forty dollars in case you need it, and you will, but let’s pray before you go.” And Gary said a second prayer, but not until he paused and quoted a passage that the boy remembered from Mr. Muller years before: “The Lord is with you wherever you go.”

“That was Joshua 1:9,” said the boy. That had been one of Mr. Muller’s favorites.

“Not bad, kid.” Gary prayed for safe travels and grace.

“Okay, thanks Gary, you were there when I needed you and now we go our separate ways.” Then Gary and the boy shook hands and the boy jumped out with his couple of books and his guitar case, which included a toothbrush and a few pairs of underwear crammed in next to his instrument. It was summer and no time for socks. He had ninety dollars in his jeans now, the fifty he brought from Westhampton Beach and the forty that Gary had added.

“Okay, kid, but call home,” Gary said, as he waved goodbye. “You can walk a couple of miles to Grant Park and grab a bench.”