Ginny: It’s like a joint custody arrangement.
Ginny: That Ryan hasn’t really agreed too… anyways…
Ginny: Keep up.
Carolina Honey: I wanna meet the puppy!
Georgia Snow: Me too!
Sadie Girl: Focus, Lovetts!
Sadie Girl: Gin, you obviously have to tell him the truth.
Ginny: But what if telling him really hurts him?
Sadie Girl: Hurts Ryan or hurts you?
Carolina Honey: Ouch. What she said.
Georgia Snow: You know what you need to do, Gin.
Georgia Snow: Whether it hurts you or Ryan or both… not telling him the truth is wrong. That isn’t who you are and it isn’t who God calls you to be.
Carolina Honey: Especially if your little You’ve Got Mail love affair is genuine.
Georgia Snow: YES! TOTALLY You’ve Got Mail vibes
Ginny: I’m scared.
Ginny: We had the best time this weekend and then again today. What if… What if it still isn’t enough. What if I’m not enough. Like… me being me really is the problem.
Carolina Honey: You, Virginia Maple Remillard, are a creative, kind, loving, wild flower of a woman. You are who God says you are. That’s all that matters.
Georgia Snow: What she said.
Georgia Snow: I love you, Gin and I love your heart. But you need to make sure you’re seeking out the Lord with that big, beautiful heart, before everything and anyone else. God created you exactly as He intended… and forgive me, but it wasn’t for Ryan’s benefit at all. It’s to bring HIM glory and no one else.
Carolina Honey: If Ryan can’t reconcile his obviously real feelings with you and with you as Mood Music, he probably isn’t the one for you, Gin.
Sadie Girl: And what THEY said…
Sadie Girl: We’re all on your team, Virginia Maple.
Georgia Snow: Big fans!
Carolina Honey: Huuuuge.
Ginny: Thank you, guys.
Ginny: I’m going to really pray about how to tell him.
Ginny: I’m really nervous
Sadie Girl: And we are praying for you, Gin. Always.
After talking to her sisters, Ginny had prayed for clarity and a heart to follow God's will for her life and not her own. The same prayer she’d prayed for Ryan when she knew him as Melody Man. And then, she’d stayed up all night and used her unspent nervous energy to bake Mrs. Edwina’s buttermilk biscuits, her mama’s pistachio scones, and her favorite oatmeal raisin cookies—the latter of which Ginny delivered to the school on Tuesday for Ryan, Danger, and Caroline. Ryan split his turkey sandwich and chips with her when Caroline and Danger—cookies in hand—made less than subtle excuses for why they couldn’t stick around to eat lunch. He then invited her to walk the puppy with him after work that day… and every day after.
No life altering lip-locking or hand-holding had happened, and surprisingly, Ginny felt more at peace. Like the more time they spent together, the more relaxed she felt about the situation. She’d continued to be faithful to the Voice that had told her towait,but she knewwaitingto confess to Ryan had nothing to do with showing him all the ways his friendship meant something more to her. And that maybe she really could tell Ryan the truth without him rejecting her again.
