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"I want to see my daughter! If I can't force you to bring her home, I'll do it myself! Where is she?"

"Go home, Mrs. Mizukiyo. There is nothing for you here." Why was she fighting this change? Here was a chance to be rid of her curse.

"You want her? Then take her!" she shouted, quickly returning to the house. John shook his head sadly.

"God, cause her wickedness to correct her, and her backslidings to reprove her, so that she may know and see that it is an evil thing and bitter, that she has forsaken the LORD." (Jeremiah 2:19) As he turned to resume his walk, John saw Mrs. Mizukiyo leave her childhood home, carrying her luggage. He watched her tall frame disappear into the night. She didn't look back.

"For my Little Dove's sake, I'm glad to see her go," he gratefully thanked God. Soon after, Izumi saw John come up the walk, her bags in his hands. She ran down the steps and threw herself into John's outstretched arms.

"She knows," he whispered. Any sadness Izumi felt over her mother, was eclipsed by the fact that John had returned, unshaken. As John carried his bride over the threshold, the crickets began to chirp merrily, as if listening to Izumi's heart.

"A man hath joy by the answer of his mouth: and a word
spoken in due season, how good is it!"
~ Proverbs 15:23 ~

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