03-29-2019, 11:21 PM
It was a kick-the-covers kind of night. Jensen tossed and turned, knowing something was wrong but unable to determine what it was. He tried praying at one point, but the words fell flat in his mind. Finally, he opened Doulou’s Bible, thinking fondly on his benefactor, and woke hours later alongside a chapter in Ezekiel.
He rubbed the sleep from his eyes and casually checked the wallet. A few new emails populated the home screen. Scroll stories were flagged for his attention. Then he saw Natalie’s message.
Come find me when you wake up. I’ll be in Cayli’s room
Worry furrowed his brow low.
I’m sorry we brought this to your doorstep, Jensen.
He quickly arranged his hygiene and appearance and hurried toward Cayli’s door. A very gentle knock rapped on the surface, wary of waking anyone within, but unwilling to open the door to a teenager’s room without invitation.
He rubbed the sleep from his eyes and casually checked the wallet. A few new emails populated the home screen. Scroll stories were flagged for his attention. Then he saw Natalie’s message.
Come find me when you wake up. I’ll be in Cayli’s room
Worry furrowed his brow low.
I’m sorry we brought this to your doorstep, Jensen.
He quickly arranged his hygiene and appearance and hurried toward Cayli’s door. A very gentle knock rapped on the surface, wary of waking anyone within, but unwilling to open the door to a teenager’s room without invitation.