He says he's coming out to visit us for awhile."There was the crash--an explosion--and tinkle of glass from the kitchen. Rod ran to see Gail staring a... him with a white face, shattered glass at her feet."What happened?" Nothing. Slipped. My hands were soapy and it slipped. Let me see the letter." Look out, you're in your bare feet, you'll cut yourself," he said, alarmed by her pale appearance, the odd look in her eye and the way she walked through the glass, impervious to pain or danger."Let me. No matter whatyou may think, this isn't one of my mistakes. I finally feel like I'mgetting it right." God simply doesn't make mistakes," Matt said, with the kind of primauthority he could effect at times like this.Matt wasn't especially religious, but he did go regularly to church. Byprofession, he was a corporate statistician, whatever that meantexactly. Marcia had never gotten it entirely clear in her head whatMatt did for a living no matter how carefully he explained it to her.All she. You don't waste words." But he meant what he said." Yes, you silly, and you say a lot in a few words too." Such as?" 'I love you.'"Reg's face broke into a happy smile. "True too." I know and I love you too. Truly, truly!"She leant across and they kissed gently and happily.First of all came the foot-washing."I hate having to ask you to do this," he said softly."Jesus did it for his disciples," she replied with a smile, "and what with sandals, heat and sand I guess that was a much yuckier. I would then become the subjectof my study.I handed the paper to Mrs. Smith, and was quite surprised when she said,"Very good, do not forget, you will need two rats: one for the study andsecond one for a control."Well so far, my plan is working; however, Linda will need to help me. Itook my seat and said, "Linda, I really could use your help with myproject; however, I do not want to go into it here. Could I talk to youabout it after school?"Linda appeared amazed and said, "I thought you were.