Inside the door Jack found a large room laid out in a way similar to the living room of a home and occupied by several women that Jack had never seen ...efore. It became obvious almost immediately to Jack that this was part of the living quarters for the women he had met at the clinic as well as a number of others that he hadn't yet."You're the first man who has ever been inside this area, and we all hope that you will be the only one," Karen said as she led Jack across the room to another open. Brilliant timing. I chuckle at the memory and bite my lower lip.My mouth's dry. Hot chocolate, I need a hot chocolate. Beckoning a barista, I place my order and nod when she asks if I’ve finished with the pastry. The debris is removed and the table top wiped properly. Puffing out my cheeks, I lean on the clean surface, open my handbag and take out a book. It’s a fat, well-read, dog-eared guide to the Pacific North West. Your home. The home you profess you'd like to make 'ours'. I've read it. Should I tell her not to worry? Should I tell her that it will be all right? I said nothing. We spent the rest of the drive in silence.There was something about Ali's reaction to my comments in the car that was bothering me. Not a worrisome bother, but a nagging feeling that I wasn't properly interpreting what I was seeing. No one was home when we arrived at the house. The children were all in school and Reese was at work. We had plenty of time before we had to pick up Jack at his school."I'll. I thought to myself that I know I could save him, if I could reason with him and teach him the way. If I knew his perspectives, I could show him where he was wrong, and how the truth lied in Jesus Christ. I wished I knew where he was coming from.The swap is taking place:It was startling to me, what happened, as I asked the owner of the next condo, "Excuse me sir, I couldn?t help overhearing your conversations about Jesus. I was just wondering if your neighbors were gone. You see I?m from their.