“Do you think everyone is heading to New York?” Terry propped herself up on an elbow.
“Yes, I do. New York or somewhere in California. That’s why God had Sarah head that way. One of many reasons He sent her there.” Maxwel rolled onto his side.
“What is she supposed to do?” His giftedness from God enamored her and scared her too.
“I’m not sure. She is to marry Mattithyahu.” He paused for a moment, his eyes stared off into nothing, and his voice came out in a staccato fashion: “They will make their trip to Israel, like we will. And she will stand before the kings.” He blinked hard a few times and then smiled at Terry. Their gaze lingered upon one another.