"Tim LaHaye - Left Behind Kids 02 - Second Chance" - читать интересную книгу автора (LaHaye Tim)

Judd knew he wasn't thinking straight. In fact, he had to admit he was being ridicu-lous. But just then he
didn't like God very much. He was mad at God because there was no one else to be mad at.

Besides, Judd was grieving. No, his family had not died. But they might as well have. He was glad for
them, he guessed, that they had gotten their reward for believing. But that was of little comfort to him.

Bruce Barnes asked the four kids to intro-duce themselves and talk about themselves a bit. Judd didn't
see the point of that. Bruce began with the youngest boy, the little blond who appeared stocky and
athletic.

Judd was reminded of his own little brother, Marc. Marc and Marcie were twins, nine years old. Both
had been tremendously athletic. While Judd had lost interest in sports after Little League, Marc and
Marcie had seemed interested in every sport imagin-able. They had both been dark-haired and younger
and smaller than Ryan Daley, but still Judd found it hard to listen to the boy without thinking of them both.
Already he missed them more than he could say. Just being around someone even near their age cut like
a knife deep into his heart.

Ryan was telling his story at just above a whisper. Judd could tell the boy had spent a lot of time crying
that day. No doubt there would be more tears until he could cry no more.

"I don't know what I think about all this stuff you've been saying, Mr. Barnes. If it's true, I don't think
either of my parents went to heaven. For sure my mom didn't because she was killed on the road
sometime this morning. My dad was listed with the passen-gers that went down in a plane crash. I don't
think he would have been one of those who disappeared. I mean, he was great and I loved him, but he
never said anything about being a Christian or even going to church."

Ryan told about waking up to find his mother's note and then hearing from the police about her death.
When he stopped and buried his head in his hands, Bruce Barnes leaned forward and put a hand on his
shoulder. "So you've never, ever been in church before?"

"Well, not never," Ryan managed, raising his head. "Somebody invited me to one of those Bible school
things they have in the summertime at church once---"

"Vacation Bible School?" Bruce said.

"Yeah, that's it. But I was really little then and I don't remember much about it. My friend--- his dad's an
airline pilot--- wanted me to go to church with him here. I never did."

"And who was that?"

"His name was Raymie Steele. He tried to tell me all about this, the way you just did. I thought he was
nuts."

"What do you think now, Ryan?"

With that, Ryan buried his face in his hands again and sobbed. Bruce began to ask him something, but
Ryan wrenched away and shook his head. Judd thought he knew exactly how Ryan felt.

Bruce turned to Lionel Washington. Judd noticed that the lanky young boy with the smooth face and