She was standing, gazing at the window display outside the shop when a reflection in the window glass caught her attention. Her mouth opened in surprise and wonderment as she realized that the little boy in her dream stood beside her, smiling at her reflection in the glass. She turned quickly, but he giggled and sprinted away down the street. She ran after him as fast as her weakened legs would carry her, and managed to spy him slipping in the front door of the church building at the end of the street. She wondered why, and how, this strange little boy who had no name, had stepped out of her dreams and into her life. How could she have known that he would lead her all the way to Forgiven?