Dela's days were long the hour are hard and her feet hurt from her standing on them for sometimes 12 hours a day.
As she argued back and forth with the Lord in her head she repeatedly said to him I understand she stopped looked at the ceiling as if the Lord was one of the tiles and said..
please just help me hold my peace.
She needed help with all the hurt so not to get stupid when he finally dotted her door the first chance he got. She knew he was coming because she knew his so call mind set.
Surely enough Friday night he came while she was out getting her nails and hair done at the shop knowing that Friday, Saturday and Sunday's was Dela's days off. Using his key to let himself in Dela stopped reading her the door open.
You still reading that book he asked
no I finished Becoming I'm...