Luther 1: Greeting
For a couple of weeks, I had planned a weekend visit to my sister, Helen. Hubby was taking care of our teenage daughter back home. Here I was, pulling into her drive after the two-hour drive. We hadn't really planned to do much, just visit, dinner at a nice restaurant, a hike in a park, maybe shop. But there was another car in the drive, and when she let me in, there was a guy sitting on the sofa. "Hi, Bobby," she said as...