Page 92 of Dust and Ashes


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I give up.

There was nothing she could do to fix this. What was the point striving so hard? Or twisting herself in knots to get a win? It wasn’t doing her any good. She’d been rescued. She’d been kidnapped again. She’d done what she could to keep Jax alive—and now her friends were caught up in this.

No matter what, things just got worse.

What is the point? I can’t do anything on my own to help them.

She wanted to scream.

Control isn’t the same as peace.

Ryson’s voice rang in her head as though he’d spoken aloud here with her. But it was only Kenna and Ramon in the truck and he hadn’t said anything. Her friend’s words stuck in her mind.

Control isn’t the same as peace.

Right now she had neither.

No control of any of this. And no peace.

She’d hit rock bottom, punched through, and found something deeper. Every nightmare she’d ever had. Every fear. Every inch of control torn out of her fingers.

And for what?

Come to Me, all you who are weary and burdened, and I will give you rest.

Tears rolled down Kenna’s cheeks. Did she really have faith in the only one on her side right now? The only one able to help.

A God who saw her mess and wanted to give her rest?

“What’s wrong with you?” Ramon asked.

She gasped, crying. Her whole body shaking.

I give up.

The past had repeated itself, and she hadn’t been able to save the man she loved. Again. Not enough strength. Not enough on her own. Brought to the end of herself.

To a place she found God, ready to extend His hand to her.

Kenna closed her eyes, whispering prayers of thanks in her mind. It didn’t change where she was or where her friends were. But the peace that settled on her knowing God had them all in His hands gave her a warmth she hadn’t felt…maybe ever in her life.

Thank You.

No matter what happened, she wouldn’t be alone.

Headlights from an oncoming car flashed across the windshield. The vehicle parked on the side of the road up ahead.

Ramon flashed his headlights and pulled over behind the vehicle.

“What’s going on?” Kenna asked, her throat hoarse. “Why are we stopping?” She swiped at her face and cleared her throat.

Ramon gripped the door handle. “Stay here. And try not to have another mental breakdown.”

ChapterTwenty-Six

Kenna looked around at the dark of night, and a boarded-up gas station that looked like it had gone out of business years ago. Not super surprising considering they were in the middle of nowhere between the coast and Cielo Ardiente, a hurricane behind them.

She swiped at her cheeks and felt the smile on her lips. Almost giddy at the well of peace and joy surging up in her. The situation hadn’t changed. Her friends were still in danger, and she was being forced to be the accomplice of a dangerous criminal. Nothing about this was different. But from the core of her being, Kenna was a new person.

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