Day 39/366

Genevieve pulled the drawer open and picked up the prepaid cell phone.  She couldn't read the text without flipping it open, so for this one moment she wasn't tied to whatever was on the phone.  She carried it with her to the table and sat down, staring down at the device and allowing her mind to drift.

After her father had passed away, Gen felt lost.  Getting up and getting dressed was all she could manage for the first week.  When her bereavement leave was up, the new fight was to get to her work at the non-profit she had once loved.  After a few weeks the fog of grief began to lift, and Gen was able to move forward.

Gen gathered some boxes from work and began packing away her father's things. It was then that she remembered what her father's final words were to her.  Being a pastor's daughter, she was familiar with the Bible.  But that particular passage didn't trigger a memory, so she'd had to look it up. 

Her dad's 'preachin' Bible was the one he used at church, but he had a leather-bound Bible he used for his personal daily reading.  That was the Bible she pulled down from the bookshelf.  Gen found the Book of John and paged over to the eighth chapter.  Running her finger down the page, she located the verse he'd referenced.

"You will know the truth and the truth will set you free," she read out loud.  "What did you want me to know, Dad?"  She sat back on her feet and pondered the verse.  "Know the truth..."  Then she noticed a handwritten note in the margin.  "Provide the key."

Gen thought for another moment and tried to put the two pieces together to unlock her father's cryptic final words.  "Key," she whispered. "I wonder..."

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