An email written a year ago, for somebody else
Cooper W. · Côte d'Ivoire Abidjan West Mission
Our son nearly came home in his eighth week. Not dramatically. Nobody was called. He worked out, quietly and reasonably, sitting in a chapel in Côte d'Ivoire with malaria in him — and, the mission nurse suspected, dengue fever on top of it — that he had a plausible reason to be reassigned and that he could take it.