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I flipped through the pages of the Rivera rule book

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I flipped through the pages of the Rivera rule book. It was a highlighted Bible that had been in our family for decades.

Our family wasn't religious, at all. But a long time ago, someone decided that the Bible had a good set of rules.

And they color coded them.

Yellow was something that we should follow, but it wasn't necessary and wouldn't bring shame to the family.

Orange was intermediate, we should follow them, and they were a little sketchy when it came to public view.

Red was hellfire. The name. Ruined. Our lives? Over.

Green was the rules that applied to the boys, so currently just Avox, it also was considered 'red level'.

Blue was the girls, same thing, except in some cases it was worse than red.

The rules didn't even make sense. Murder wasn't even highlighted. Masturbation however, orange.

I mostly followed the rules, I broke a few yellow ones here and there. I was good.

I frowned staring down at the paragraph highlighted in blue.

Now concerning the matters about which you wrote: "It is good for a man not to have sexual relations with a woman." But because of the temptation to sexual immorality, each man should have his own wife and each woman her own husband. The husband should give to his wife her conjugal rights, and likewise the wife to her husband. For the wife does not have authority over her own body, but the husband does.

Funny how the next sentence gives the the woman rights, but it's not highlighted.

Let marriage be held in honor among all, and let the marriage bed be undefiled, for God will judge the sexually immoral and adulterous.

Again, highlighted in blue. Avox could sleep with anyone... well not anyone.

I flipped the pages, and stared at Leviticus 18:22, highlighted green. Underlined in red. With a small note. 'Do you wish for death?'

My brothers damnation. We needed to get him away from this family.

"You staring at that damn book again?" Avox was sitting behind Noah and had his chin resting on Noah's head.

He had given up on the book. He chose happiness.

I was lucky, I didn't need to choose.

"There's almost as much blue highlighting as there is red in that book. Seems unfair." Noah was staring at his phone.

I hummed, pondering that for a moment.

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