“Have you forgiven yourself?” The quiet question slipped between his ribs to stagger his breath. “Abby squeezed his hand. “That’s the hardest part, I’ve found.” A thickness crept up Zach’s throat. “How do you manage it?” “Little by little. I take comfort in the scriptures that talk about how God removes our transgressions from us as far as the east is from the west, how He will remember our sins no more, how He urges us to cast our cares on Him.”
