Gray

God

" So how's school" Deborah asked her nephew as they unpacked the groceries,

"Uh.. well

" 'Well' ? what does that mean ?" she asked in a concerned tone...

"I mean. I'm passing my classes if thats what if thats what you mean,,at do you want me to say Deborah ?

""Gregory you can't keep"-

"WHAT?! HUH ? I cant keep what grieving over the losss of both of my parents. Growing up unable to understand what its like for your dad to take you fishing or for a hair cut because I KILLED him ?? Deborah I took it upon myself and killed my dad. Homocide must be some sort sin. WHY HASN'T GOD STRUCK ME DOWN YET?? I am what you call a living mistake""

"I understand you're grieving.. I get it . I also see that this is one of those situations where there is nothing I can say anymore, I brought this also for you. I'm not forcing you to read it but something tells me you're going to need it" She reached into her bag and pulled out a bible.

Gregor was the furthest thing from religious. He doesn't think that and recover from sin He doesn't understand the power of God !

Deborah finally leaves to return to her own home. Leaving Gregory with these words..

"You don't have to hate yourself anymore.."

As the door slams shut. Gregory tosses his bible onto the couch, and made his way up to his room because it was time for him to get some rest. Today was just so much for him to take in.

Why didn't my aunt argue me down this time?

That is the question that dwelled in Gregory's mind... that night along with a dash of the cafeteria girl.