The Coat on the Hook

Margaret Chen had been praying for her neighbor Dorothy all winter. Every Sunday she'd bow her head at First Baptist on Elm Street and whisper, "Lord, watch over Dorothy. Keep her warm. Keep her safe." She meant every word. Her faith was sincere, her concern genuine. But Dorothy's furnace had broken in November. By January, the seventy-eight-year-old woman was sleeping in her coat, boiling water on the stove just to put some warmth into the kitchen air.…