They got up early, and she wore the blue jeans and shirt. She walked up and down, testing out the boots he'd brought her. She preferred the boots with heels, but these would be better on the farm. "I love these boots. They are so soft and comfortable. They feel even better than my heels."
She stopped walking up and down and folded her hands in front of her chest. "Do you think we'll find something that will tell us where Noah is?" The hope in her beautiful midnight eyes was painful to see.
"Yes." It was more likely that they'd find indications of where Joseph went. The DNA scan was still going on, but the fact that it didn't pick up on any human sharing DNA with Susannah was worrying. How would he tell Susannah that her son was most likely dead and his body burned?
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