Excerpts from my Story “The Texfile”

I initially thought of writing this back in December of 2005, while walking around the Houma suburb of Bayou Cane.

I wrote it in late 2005 and most of 2006, then deleted it.

I wrote it again and modernized it in 2017, but I have yet to totally finish it.

Let me caution the reader and say that some of this may be offensive, especially to anyone who is an adherent of any sort of Pentecostal teaching.

I’m am NOT attacking any particular church at all by writing this piece.

The church in this story is totally made up but based on several Pentecostal and Chariamatic churches I have observed that are borderline cult.

I am a Believer in Christ and I mostly gravitate towards Baptist doctrine, because I find it to be most conformed with The Bible and I find that they are friendly and good natured Christian people.

With that being said, I was inspired to write this when I realize that many Pentecostal denominations and fragmented churches teach things that go against The Bible and the people can be downright cruel, especially to outsiders.

By writing this, I’m not trying to cause division in the Body of Christ, rather, I am trying to point out things I feel needed to be pointed out and God please forgive if I am wrong.

I will admit that I wish there would be a church that teaches sound doctrine and Biblical principles like the Baptists do, but also encourage [true] Spiritual gifts like [some] Pentecostal and Charismatic churches do. We probably won’t see a church like that on this side of Glory though.

I hope you, the reader, are entertained and informed, but please forgive in advance if you are the least bit offended.

My main characters also sin. They do indeed cohabitate, but only because it is the young man, Grayson, rescuing his girlfriend, Anna, from an abusive situation and never once do they fornicate. The story concludes with Grayson proposing marriage to Anna from his hospital bed, but I haven’t had the chance to get that part into text yet.

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After Anna sat down, she looked around the whole room, then happened
to glance at the bar. She noticed a young man sitting there eating
peanuts and sucking on a bottle of Budweiser. He was dressed in long
khaki pants and a white T-shirt, stained with many oil and grease spots.
He had dirty blonde hair, covered by a brown newsboy hat and she could
see that he also had a thick beard.

Anna felt an attraction to him somehow and wondered how she could get
his attention. She pondered, then the idea came to her. She pretended
to sneeze a cute little sneeze. The young man currently had the end of
the beer bottle to his mouth and was taking a long sip. Finally, he put
it down.

She made her attempt and let out a cute little, “Choo!”

The young man looked away from the bar and beheld her, then said, “God bless you.”

“Awe, thanks!” Anna said with a giggle.

The young man was about to sip on his Budweiser again, but he looked
at her a second time. He saw she had beautiful pale skin, strawberry
blonde hair, bright hazel eyes. He also noticed the long skirt and
blouse she was wearing that covered almost all of her skin. He stared.
He kept staring at her. She smiled. He smiled back, then blushed and
looked away.

Anna pretended to sneeze again and let out a “K-Choo!”

The young man turned around again and said, “God save you!”

Anna then said, “Thanks. It must be all the dust from these peanut
shells that are stirring up my allergies.”

“You have such a cute sneeze,” He said, then looked at her booth and
asked, “Is this seat taken?”

“No, I guess not,” Anna said.

“Then may I come sit with you?” The young man asked.

“Sure, that would be nice,” Anna replied, smiling from ear to ear.

The young man took his beer and came to her table, then said, “I’ve
never seen you in here before and I come here every day after work to
kill a few beers.”

“This is my first time here,” Anna said, slightly nervous

“Well, I hope it’s not your last. I’m Grayson Thomas, by the way.”

“Anna Ryan.”
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Grayson paused, then continued, “What are you doing later
tonight?”

“I’m supposed to go to youth group.”

“Right, and if you didn’t go, you would get a beating.”

“Yes, and my family would be expelled from the church.”

“Dang, because I would definitely like to see you again.”

“I would like to see you again too!”

“Why don’t you come over to my place tonight? I’m sure that would be
more fun than youth service, right?”

“I don’t know. If I did that, my parents would be livid. They would
beat the daylights out of me.”

“Are you happy? Do you parents really make you happy? Does that
insane church make you happy?”

There was quite an awkward silence following Grayson’s piercing
question.

Finally, Anna broke the silence and replied, “No-I am not happy at
all. I am miserable. My parents only allow me to go to church and
school. They beat me sometimes for a yes or a no. People at school make
fun of me because of the way the church forces me to dress.”

“Do you think I could make you happy? I definitely think you could
make me happy, in my twenty-two years on this earth, I’ve never beheld
anyone as beautiful as you!”

“It would be worth a shot.”

They smiled at each other, followed by a brief silence.

Then, Anna said, “Grayson, I have a confession to make: I didn’t
really have to sneeze, I just wanted to get your attention. I thought
you were good looking, but I didn’t know how to just get up and talk to
you. Sorry, but I just feel the need, to be honest with you now.”

“Wow! That was really cute and sweet of you. Not too many women or
girls are attracted to me, for whatever reason, but I’m definitely glad
that you are. I want to know more about you.”

“Well, you know I am eighteen. I’m also a senior at Melody High
School. In my free time I like to write, but if my parents knew about
the stuff I wrote, they’d destroy every copy and then, of course, beat
the daylights out of me.”

“You know you can press charges if they destroy your writing and
especially if they beat you.”

“But then I would break one of the Ten Commandments, by not honoring
my parents. I don’t want to to go hell.”

“I don’t think you would go to hell. You see, the Ten Commandments
were not written to show you how to save yourself, but to prove that you
cannot save yourself. No one can keep the law, that’s why Jesus Christ
offered grace on the Cross at Calvary.”

“Wow. I’ve never heard anything like that at the church I go to.”

“I can back it up with the Bible too because it’s frequently
mentioned in Paul’s Letters. The four Gospels carry this message as
well.”

“I like the way you preach, though I never thought I’d hear those
words come out of you when I saw that beer in your hand. However, I still
like hearing them from you. Could you tell me more about yourself?”

“Well you know I am twenty-two. I work as a fleet mechanic for the
Melody dockyards. I work the 6 AM to 2 PM shift weekdays, repairing and
maintaining the cranes, trucks and forklifts and any other machine that
breaks.”

“Wow, you must make good money then.”

Grayson blushed, then said, “Well, I don’t like to brag, but yes, I
do. I’ve been wanting someone to spend it on for a long time. I’m kind
of hoping that someone could be you.”

Anna blushed, smiled brightly, then nodded.
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[Grayson humbly stated,] “…I’ve been wanting someone for a
long time.”

“I would gladly be that someone, it’s just I just have to get away
from my parents.”

Grayson held Anna’s hands and said, “You just let me know if you
need any help with that.”

Anna simply nodded and smiled.

As they held hands, Grayson’s G-Shock watch beeped. Grayson briefly
glanced at it the display, which indicated Four PM.

Anna asked, “Grayson, what time is it?”

“Four O’Clock.”

“Then I have to get home now so I can bathe and be clean for the
youth service.”

Grayson replied, “Why don’t you go home, bathe, then pretend to the youth service, but instead come to my place?”

“Sure but how could you pick me up without my parents knowing?”

“Easy. Instead of going to church, meet me back here. I won’t drink
any more alcohol this afternoon, so I’ll be fit to drive by the time you
get back.”

“Youth service starts at seven and lasts until ten.”

“Good, I’ll have plenty of time to sober up, then.”

“I guess I’ll see you later, then, right?”

“It’s a date. Well more than a date.”

Grayson and Anna hugged each other sweetly; then Anna left.

Grayson then walked back to the bar.

The bartender asked him, “Another Budweiser?”

“Negative. Just Wild Cherry Pepsi with no ice. I’m trying to sober
up.”

“Coming up.”
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Back at the bar, Grayson had drunk five or six glasses of Wild Cherry
Pepsi and was keeping sharp eyes on his watch. It indicated 6:45 PM. He
went to the men’s room to relieve his bladder, then walked back to the
bar.

“Come on Anna! Where are you?!” He said to himself with great
frustration. What made it more agonizing is that he had absolutely no
way of contacting her. He sat and stared out of the glass of the
entrance door. Finally, he saw Anna coming on her bicycle. He briefly
saw up her skirt as she was peddling and was highly turned on, but then
collected himself.

Anna locked her bicycle then entered the restaurant. Grayson
welcomed her with open arms. She ran up to him and he hugged her and
picked her up. She wrapped her legs around him and they awkwardly stared
into each other’s eyes smiling.

“Are you ready to get out of here?” Grayson asked.

“Let’s go.”

Anna was hesitant then she asked, “Where will I put my bike?”

“In the bed of my truck, of course,” Grayson replied.

Anna smiled and said, “Sounds like a plan.”

With that Grayson paid off his tab and they walked out.

Anna unlocked her bicycle then Grayson lifted it into the bed of his
truck and closed the tail-gate. He then opened the passenger door for
her and helped her in. He accidentally saw up her skirt again and was
extremely turned on. However, he regained his composure and then walked
to the driver side and entered. Grayson started his truck and headed for
his cabin.

Upon arriving at the property, he asked Anna, “Would you like to try
driving my truck around the fields? I can teach you.”

Anna smiled and hesitantly nodded.

“Are you sure?” Grayson asked, then continued, “I don’t want to
make you uncomfortable.”

“I was taught at church that it is sinful and worldly to drive a
vehicle.”

“Well your parents would freak if they knew what I did for a living,
wouldn’t they?”

“They definitely would, but that wouldn’t be the only reason they
would freak. I don’t care though because you’re so much better looking
and nicer than any of the men at my church.”

Grayson blushed then asked, “So would you like to try driving? I’ll
guide you.”

“Sure thing.”

Grayson stopped his truck and parked it, then got out of the driver
door and Anna slid over to the driver side. He then entered on the
passenger side.

Both fastened their seatbelts and Grayson told Anna, “Put your right
foot on the brake pedal, that’s the one that’s a horizontal rectangle.”

Anna smiled from ear to ear and applied the brakes.

“Now pull the shift stick until you see the letter D light up on my
instrument panel.

Anna pulled the stick curiously, then watched the letters moved from
P to R to N to D.

“Now, gently Anna, remove your foot from the brake pedal and keep
your hands on the wheel.”

The truck began to slowly move.

“I’m scared, Grayson!” Anna said, nervously.

“Don’t be scared, I’m guiding you,” Grayson replied with
reassurance.

Anna drove the truck all the way to the property line, when Grayson
said, “Okay, now turn around and go to the other end of the property,
but give it a little gas. Press the pedal that looks like a vertical
rectangle.”

Anna turned around and the truck picked up speed.

Suddenly, there was a loud bang and a jerking.

“What was that?” She asked, petrified.

“That’s just the engine backfiring. I’ve been meaning to fix that.”

They passed in front of a beautiful wooden house, where Anna asked,
“Is that your cabin?”

“It sure is. Would you like to see it?”

“Sure. I think I drove enough for tonight.”

“All right then press the brake slowly until the truck stops.”

Anna stopped the truck.

“Now you remember how to park it, right?”

Anna nodded, then parked the truck.

Grayson switched the engine and headlights off, took his keys out
then exited the passenger door.

He walked around the front of the truck, pulled his Pelican 1920
penlight out of his side pocket. As Grayson illuminated the ground, he
walked to the driver side door and opened it for Anna. She swung her
legs out and again, he was flashed and saw directly up her denim skirt.
Grayson was extremely attracted to what he saw but suppressed his urges
yet again because he revered Anna. He then helped her out of his truck
and they walked into his cabin by the beam of his penlight.

They stepped into the living room and then the kitchen.

Grayson asked, “What do you think?”

“It’s lovely.”

“What would you like to do?”

“Well, I don’t know.”
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“Do you want to see my balcony?” Grayson asked after they caught
their breath.

“Sure.”

“Well, then follow me upstairs.”

Hand in hand they walked to the second floor of Grayson’s cabin, then
stepped out on his balcony. Grayson clapped his hands and all of the
amber colored LED lights came on.

“This is where I come when I want to be alone and contemplate my
life. I usually sit down, have a beer or a few shots of whiskey and just
think.”

“It’s beautiful here Grayson. I would love to take my composition
books and write all kinds of stories and poems because there’s so much
inspiration.”

“It’s nowhere near as beautiful as you.”

Slowly their lips met and they began to sweetly kiss. Anna placed
her hands under Grayson’s shirt and began to rub his chest. Grayson
rubbed Anna’s back then petted her long soft hair. They became wilder in
their kissing until Grayson’s G-Shock beeped.

“What time is it?” Anna asked.

“Ten O’Clock.”

“Oh, God, I have to get home or my parents would be livid.”

“I’ll drive you home.”

“Good idea.”

“Hold on just a second, Anna.”

“What is it, Grayson?”

“I know all about your church and how they forbid cell phones, but
I’d like to give you my cell number and my house number so you can keep
in touch with me whenever you can get to any phone.”

Anna nodded in distress.

Grayson took a piece of paper from his kitchen drawer and a pen and
wrote the numbers down.

Anna hid the paper in her brassiere, to which Grayson became highly
aroused.

“It’s close to my heart, just like where I want you to be,” Anna
said then giggled slightly, though very distressed.
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As she turned the knob and entered, her dad was waiting in the living
room with a belt in hand.

“Where were you tonight, Anna?” He asked in a very confrontational
voice, then continued, “I know you didn’t go to youth service because
Brother Darryl called and said you didn’t attend, so don’t you dare lie
to me.”

Anna kept silent.

“I can make you talk!” Sean said as he struck her side with his
belt.

Anna flinched and shrieked, but didn’t say anything.

Sean stuck her shoulders this time, then said, “I’m going to beat an
answer out of you sooner or later. We can do this all night if we have
to.”

Anna mustered up courage and said, “I’m eighteen now and where I was
is none of your business anymore.”

Sean struck Anna’s right hip with his belt.

Her mother, Janice, came out of the bedroom and smacked her across
the face, then said, “It is our business, the church’s business, and
most importantly God’s business and always will be. Now answer us!”

Anna kept silent.

Janice then took a claw hammer from the kitchen drawer and said,
“Unless you want me to knock your teeth out, you will tell us where
you’ve been.”

Anna broke down and then spoke, “Okay, fine, I went eat out this
afternoon, there I met a young man and hung out with him.”

Janice flung the hammer on Anna’s left toes, then Sean struck Anna
across the face with the back of his hand.

Sean shouted with a fiery rage, “No wonder you skipped church,
because, you went spend time with some heathen instead. You know we’re
not allowed to associate with non-church members.” He paused, then said,
“Answer me truthfully: Were you alone with him?”

Anna nodded with tears rolling down her face.

Sean lashed her legs with his belt.

Janice pulled Anna’s hair, then said, “We are going to lose our
membership in the church if the Brother Darryl or any of
the deacons find out about this.”

“What is his name?”

“I won’t say because you and your church members will try to harm him.”

Janice held the claw hammer up, showing it to Anna.

Anna began sobbing and said, “Okay, his name is Grayson Thomas. Please don’t hurt him.”

“We just might have to, exactly what did he do with you, when you were alone with him?” Sean asked angrily.

“He was teaching me how to drive his truck. Then he brought me to
his cabin where we danced in the kitchen. Then we stood on his balcony
and stared into the night just talking. He’s really sweet to me and very
thoughtful, unlike any of the men at church. He never tried to take
advantage of me or anything like that and yes I do have feelings for
him.”

Janice popped Anna in the mouth and said, “Your feelings are wrong
and they are just sinful energies brought on by evil forces.”

“No, they feel very right and natural. You and dad have no affection
in your relationship, whatsoever. You never kiss, you never touch, you
never speak any romantic words to each other. I don’t want to be
subjected to such a cold marriage like that and if I marry one of the men
at church, that’s exactly what will happen to me.”

Sean slammed Anna to the ground then lashed her torso and legs with
his belt and said, “You have invited so much sin into your life, you’re
driving and dancing, which are absolutely forbidden, and now your
attacking your me and your mother’s marriage just because you never see
us behaving lewdly in front anyone! This is all because you are very
rebellious and always have been. I tell you, it is going to stop right
now if you know what is good for you!”

Sean slapped Anna across the face once more and then said, “Now go
to sleep, you have school in the morning.”

Anna went lay down on her cot and though in much pain, fantasized to
herself about Grayson until she fell asleep.
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After she finished her bland breakfast, she
brushed her teeth and put on her shoes. She then walked out of the
trailer and got on her bicycle and headed to school.

As she was beginning to pedal, her dad spoke, “Just remember, God
can see everything you do and He will tell Brother Daryl everything. If
our family gets any church discipline because of anything you do, you
will get the beating of a lifetime.”

Anna nodded, sulked, the headed to school. She rode through all of
the exhaust fumes and dust but made it. Upon arriving, she locked her
bicycle, then sat outside the student office and waited until seven
thirty for it to open. She sat on the bench anxiously and kept looking
at the clock on the wall. Once again, she began to fantasize about
Grayson. She lapsed into a half-trance and smiled widely as her
imagination ran wild about all the things she wanted to do with Grayson.
When the lights were switched on, Anna snapped out of her trance as she
saw the secretary, Mrs. Barbara McGregor, open the door. She pulled the
slip of paper out of her brassiere, then walked towards the office door.

Anna walked into the office, and asked, “May I use the phone.”

“Sure thing, sweetie.”

“Thank you so much.”

Anna smiled brightly, then dialed Grayson’s cell phone number.

It rang twice, but then Grayson finally answered, “Hello?”

“Hey, Grayson. It’s me, Anna Ryan.”

“Oh. Hi, Anna. It’s so nice to hear your voice again.”

“Can you talk right now?”

“I’m at work, but I can take a coffee break.” He paused, then
continued, “Where are you calling me from?”

“The student phone at school.”

“Oh, okay.”

“My parents were really hard on me last night after they found out
about you.”

“I hope you still want to be with me.”

“Of course I do. You know they beat me, for going out with you, but
it was worth it.”

“You know you are eighteen and you can press charges on them for
that.”

“I could, but then God would punish me.”

“I doubt that seriously. Yes, you should honor your parents, but the
Bible also says they shouldn’t provoke you to wrath and they obviously
do. They shouldn’t try to keep you from being happy, either. I mean do
I even make you happy?”

“Yes, you definitely do. In fact, you’ve made me happier than I’ve
ever been, even in the short amount of time that I’ve known you.”

“You make me happy too. I just thought I would go to work, then get
off and drink myself into oblivion, then repeat it all every day until I
retire or die.”

“Why do you drink?”

“It takes away the sting of loneliness.”

“I can’t imagine why someone as cute as you would be lonely?”

“I guess I rub people the wrong way.”

“Well, rest assured, I want you.”

“And I want you. I wish we could be together without all of this
drama.”

“We will one day. I just have to get away from my abusive parents
and controlling church members.”
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Meanwhile, Grayson walked back into the shop and saw two forklifts
that were in need of maintenance. Immediately, he retrieved his tools
and began working on them.

He worked throughout the morning, tinkering and troubleshooting the
defective engine on one of the machines, until finally, he caught the
problem, with a little help from the shop foreman, Mr. Jed McGregor.
Diligently he worked until the engine ran like new. He then began
working on the second forklift which was less trouble. Finally, it was
the hour of Noon. Grayson clocked out to eat lunch.

As he began to eat his first sandwich, his mom, Katy Thomas, called
him on Skype.

“Hi. Grayson, I’m just wondering why you didn’t come get any dinner
at my house last night?”

“Sorry, Ma. I was on a date with a young lady.”

“Oh. Who is this lucky girl?”

“Anna Ryan.”

Katy looked puzzled and said, “I don’t know of any Ryans around
here.”

“That’s because her family attends that crazy Pentecostal church.
You know; it’s the one where they can’t drive cars or use cell phones.”

“Oh, yes. I’ve heard about them. How old is she? Because if she is
underage, they will look for a reason to incriminate you.”

“Don’t worry, she’s eighteen.”

“Still, be careful. They can be very vindictive.”

Grayson pulled his Snap-On pocket knife out, clicked it open and
said, “Wait, let them try something.”

Katy got slightly angry and then said, “What and then you would go
to prison? Would it be worth it?”

“Anna is worth it and more.”

“I want to meet this girl that has you head over heels.”

“I’ll try to have you meet her as soon as I can.”

“Good. Now, why don’t you finish your lunch so you’ll have the
strength to do your job.”

“Right, ma.”

“I have to get back to running the store anyway, so I’ll see you when
I see you.”

“Sure thing, ma.”

They both signed off on Skype.

Grayson finished off his first turkey sandwich, wolfed down the
second and guzzled a can of Wild Cherry Pepsi.”

Afterwards, he clocked back in and went to the shop.
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[Mister Jed McGregor spoke to Grayson,] “You seem to be in a good mood, better than usual.”

“Well let’s say my lips have been touching the lips of a young lady
instead of just the neck of a Budweiser.”

“That’s good. I didn’t want to say anything, but you obviously need
love in your life. Who is the girl?”

“Anna Ryan.”

“Ryan…Ryan…Doesn’t ring a bell. Is she from around here?”

“Yes, as far as I know. Her family attends that Pentecostal Assembly
Church.”

“Oh, yes. That place is a cult. Be careful with those people, they
are trouble. Some of them are roustabouts and longshoremen in these very
dockyards.”

“I’m well aware, but for her, any trouble would be worth it.”

“Sounds kind of serious.”

“Well, I’ve never felt this way about anyone else and Lord knows I’ve
had some feelings for others. They just never reciprocated them.”

“I think she will do you a world of good by giving you love and
stability. You could do her good too by rescuing her from that cult.”

“Bingo! I just need to convince her to leave her parents and church
no matter what stunt they try to pull.”

“Yes, that’s the hardest part, but my wife and I will pray for you.”

“Thanks, Mr. Jed.”

“Anytime. Now, why don’t you get that engine running nicely again.”

“Yes, sir!”

“Come get me if you need any help.”

“Sure thing.”
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Anna walked down to the office and again asked Mrs. Barbara for the
telephone.

Mrs. Barbara handed her the base and handset and Anna placed the call
to Grayson.

The ring signal sounded only once, but then Grayson answered,
“Hello.”

“Hey, you!” Anna said.

“I missed you today.”

“I missed you too and thought about you, a lot.”

“You’re still at school I gather because you’re calling from the same
number as before.”

“You gather right. I was hoping we could meet up again today.”

“It’s a date. Where can I pick you up?”

“Right here at school, I guess.”

“Good, then I’ll come right over.”

“Awesome I can’t wait to see you.”

“Neither can I.”

“Then, I’ll be there in about five minutes.”

“I’ll be waiting. Now I have to go.”

“Okay. I’ll see you at school. Bye Anna.”

“Bye Grayson.”

They both hung up and Grayson left his cabin, then started up his
truck. He headed for the school. On the drive, Grayson pondered to
himself, whether he should buy a cell phone for Anna so she could keep in
touch with him covertly.

Meanwhile, Mrs. Barbara looked at Anna and said, “Sounds kind of
serious between you and whomever you’re talking to.”

“I hope it is,” Anna replied.

“Is he good to you?”

“He’s very good to me.”

“What’s his name?”

“Grayson Thomas.”

“I think there is a young man by that name who works under my husband
at the dockyards.”

“That’s him, then, because that’s where he works.”

“I’ve heard many good things about him, except that he’s had a lonely
life, so please don’t break his heart. I don’t know if he could take
it.”

“I’d never dream about it. Everyone at school is mean to me, and I
cannot stand my parents or those at my church, but Grayson, he’s
something else.”

“You’re eighteen right?”

“Yes.”

“Okay, good, because if you weren’t you could be putting him in a
world of trouble.”

“I’m more worried about what people at my church are going to do to
him, once they find out we’re together.”

“That bad?”

“Beyond bad!”

“Well, my husband and I will be praying for you and him.”

“Thanks.”

“Now why don’t you go wait outside for him.”

“Will do.”
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Anna unlocked her bicycle, then Grayson put it in the bed of his
truck. He then opened the truck door for Anna and she climbed in.
Afterwards, Grayson entered his truck on the driver’s side, started it
and they left.

“How would you feel about me getting you a cell phone?” Grayson
asked Anna.

“I don’t know, isn’t that part of the anti-Christ system?”

“No. The only way I could see that would be if the SIM card was
placed in your right hand or forehead, but it isn’t.”

“Where is it placed?”

“In the back of the phone near the battery.”

“Oh okay.”

“You could keep in touch with me whenever you wish and as long as you
can keep it secret from your parents, they’ll never find out. You can
even send me text messages or emails and even browse the Internet to help
you with your school work.”

“That would be neat because my family computer is horribly out of
date and my parents track everything I look at on there.” She paused,
then continued, “But what if it rings or beeps?”

“You can set it to silent or vibrate to keep it more covert.”

“There’s a sneakiness about you, but it’s totally hot.”

“I don’t mean to be sneaky, I just want to be able to contact you and
I am willing to go great lengths to do so.”

“It shows how you’re dedicated to me and that means a lot.”

Grayson smiled and blushed, though his beard concealed most of it.
Anna held his hand and leaned against him.

There was a silence, but then Grayson asked, “So, will you be all
right with me getting you a phone?”

“Yes. Yes, I would.”

“Great then let’s go to the Best Buy Mobile store in the mall.”

“Sure,” Anna replied, hesitantly.
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They walked out of the store and Grayson asked, “Would you like to
eat something?”

“Sure,” Anna said hesitantly.

“How about some corn dogs?”

“Okay, that would sound nice. My parents never buy any junk food.”

“Say no more.”

Hand in hand they walked to the food court and ordered two large deep
fried corn dogs and two large Cherry Cokes.

Happily, they ate until Grayson’s G-Shock beeped, indicating 4:00 PM.

“What time is it?” Anna asked.

“Four,” Grayson replied.

“That’s usually the time I arrive home on my bicycle-but I have to
use the bathroom first.”

“I’ll escort you to the ladies room and wait outside, but then I’ll
take you home if that’s what you want.”

“It’s not what I want, but I have to do it to keep my parents off my
back.”

“I wish you could spend more time with me, but I’m very grateful for
the little bit of time we can spend together.”

“You’re very sweet, Grayson,” Anna said as she kissed him then
continued, with a slight distress, “Now I have to get to a bathroom
because my bladder can’t hold it anymore.”

Both Grayson and Anna blushed brightly as they walked to the
restrooms.

“Be right back,” Anna said as she kissed Grayson again, then entered
the ladies room.

Grayson stood outside and several news articles on his phone while
waiting.

He stared at his phone until Anna came out of the bathroom covered
his eyes and playfully said, “Guess who?”

“Is it the beautiful Anna Ryan?” Grayson asked.

“You win!”

“What do I win?”

“A face full of kisses!”

Anna then pecked Grayson’s face multiple times, then they
passionately embraced.

“I wish this moment would never end, but don’t you have to be home?”
Grayson asked.

“Yes, you better take me home, but I’ll miss you so much.”

Hand in hand they walked out of the mall and to Grayson’s truck.
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Anna rolled her eyes, then went into her room. There was no lock on
her door, so she wondered how she could secretly communicate with Grayson
without the risk of her parents barging in and catching her doing so.

She then placed her cot against the door with her book bag on top of
it, then hid in her closet, closed the door and texted Grayson.

“Hey, you!” She sent out.

“Oh, Anna I’ve missed you so much already,” Grayson replied in a
matter of seconds.

“What you’re doing right now?”

“Just laying down-I took several shots of whiskey.”

“My parents would be so livid if they knew how you drink. Of course,
they’d be livid if they knew I was talking to you right now, anyway.”

“I know I shouldn’t drink, but it’s the only way I can deal with
life.”

“I’m not judging you for drinking, Grayson. I fully accept you for
who you are.”

“You’re so wonderful, Anna!”

“You’re making me blush!”

“Hey. Did you parents find out that we were together today?”

“So far, not yet. But if someone from church saw us together in
public today, we’re screwed.”

“Not necessarily. You are of age; you can move in with me and then
your parents would never be able to hit you again.”

“But cohabitation is a serious sin.”

“I know it is, but what I feel for you is very valid and very real.
I’m not trying to rush into things, but I would marry you in heartbeat.
That’s how I feel about you, plus our relationship would then be right in
God’s eyes. It’s totally up to you though, ultimately.”

“Well, you’re much more dreamy than any of the men at my church.
You’re also very kind and thoughtful. I could definitely see myself
marrying you. It’s just my parents and church members wouldn’t stand for
it because they would claim how I am unequally yoked.”

“But you’re not unequally yoked-I too am a believer and have been for
five years. I know ‘m far from perfect, but I also know that I am saved and therefore a
genuine believer. Of course, your church thinks they are the only true
Christians, but that’s definitely not the case.”

“I knew you were a believer. I knew ever since you taught me about
how the ten commandments were not guides to save yourself but proof that
you cannot save yourself. It’s convincing my parents and church members
that you are a genuine believer.”

“That’s right, only Jesus saves. I don’t need to convince them
though, God knows my heart that’s what’s important.”

“How did you become saved, anyway?”

“A family friend saw I was suffering from severe depression as a
teenager, so he presented me the Gospel. I believed right then and
there. He then offered me a job as a mechanic’s helper in the dockyards
as soon as I graduated high school. I don’t take antidepressants or any
other medications because they are extremely unhealthy and would greatly
hinder my job performance. Instead, I turn to alcohol, mostly beer and
whiskey only during my off hours. It definitely tempers the sting of my
depression. My boss doesn’t totally agree with it but accepts it because
I use it as basically a cheaper and safer alternative to medicine. I
also keep my drinking and my work totally separate.”

“What makes you so depressed?”

“I was harassed a lot in school. People also spread false rumors
about me. I think it’s made me a better person overall though.”

“Yes, you have a wonderful heart, that’s for sure. And I know what
that’s like, I get harassed all the time because of the way I am forced
to dress. I’m sure people spread rumors about me as well.”

“I don’t see why they would harass you, those skirts are so sexy on
you!”

“You just like looking up them; don’t think I haven’t noticed!”

“Yes, I’ll admit it, I did see up your skirt a few times, please
forgive me for that but I’m only human. I’m sorry if I angered you by
doing it.”

“You didn’t anger me, you only made me feel pretty and wanted. I
like how you’re so honest with me.”

“I learned this a long time ago; honesty is the best policy.”

“Well put.”

“So, how did you get saved?”

“I was twelve years old and we went to a different church-a wonderful
church, with a wonderful pastor. On one Sunday morning, he was preaching
and it seemed as if the message was just for me, I realized I was a
sinner and that I needed Jesus to take my sins away. I walked to the
front of the church and got saved that very day. But then, a year later
the pastor was murdered while giving a ride to a hitchhiker. After
that, a new pastor came in and he caused a lot of division. So the
church fragmented and my parents were looking for a new church to go.
One day, we met this joke of a pastor, Brother Darryl Crockett, at a
restaurant. He sweet talked them, then brainwashed them and even
convinced them to move to Melody. They sold their house in Blues City,
gave most of the money to this church and then bought a run down trailer
and a cheap lot in Melody with the rest of the money and that’s where
we’ve been staying since.”

“That’s awful. I’m sure the deceased pastor has a huge crown though
that he casts at the Feet of Jesus up in Heaven. However, this Brother
Darryl you mention, he seems like one of those people that are mentioned
in the Book of Hebrews and the Book of Jude as well. He’s a wolf in
sheep’s clothing and he is misleading many. He is causing many bad
things to happen in the Name of Jesus.”

“I know that and you know that. However, my parents can’t seem to
figure it out and I bear the brunt of the suffering as a result.”

“Just say the word and I will rescue you.”

“I wish it was that easy.”

“It is, just get on your bike and meet me somewhere and I will take
you to my cabin and we can have a life together. You’ll never have to
see any of those people again.”

“But Melody isn’t that big of a city; I’m sure I’ll run into them at
some point or another.”

“And if I am with you, I’ll just tell them to stay the hell away. I
can buy you something to protect yourself though, just say the word.”

“That’s very sweet of you Grayson, but you don’t know the trouble
you’re putting yourself in.”

“It would be worth all that trouble and more if it means we can be
together.”

“Grayson. I know we haven’t been together that long, but I think I’m
in love with you. No one has shown such kindness towards me ever, well
until you came along. How do you feel, do you love me too?”

“Yes, Anna I do. I’ve been in love with you almost since you let me
sit with you in the restaurant. No one else has ever given me the chance
to love them like you have. You accept me for me. I would have told you
how I felt sooner, but I was afraid of scaring you off.”

“You wouldn’t have scared me at all. You would have just made me
feel on Cloud Nine. I’m so happy we feel the same way.”

“So am I, Anna.”

Suddenly, Anna heard her bedroom door open and her cot and bookbag
fall on the floor. Hurriedly, she hid her smart-phone in her panty and
pretended to sleep on the floor of the closet.

“Anna, where are you? You’re supposed to be doing your homework.”
Her dad shouted.

She continued to pretend to sleep.

He flung the closet door open and saw her laying down.

“Get up right now!” He said sharply.

Anna pretended to wake up startled and said, “Oh, it’s you.”

“What’s that supposed to mean, young lady?” Her dad said as he began
to undo his belt.

“Nothing,” Anna said.

“That’s what I thought.” He paused, then continued, “What are you
doing sleeping in the closet?”

Anna fabricated a quick lie and said, “I was looking for something,
but then I guess I fell asleep. I didn’t get much sleep last night since
you and mom beat the daylights out of me.”

“If you wouldn’t act like such a brat, you wouldn’t get beaten.”

“How do I act like a brat? Do I use drugs or drink? No. Do I sleep
around? No. Do I act up in school? No. Tell me, what wrong do I do?”

“You’re disrespectful and ungrateful. And lately, you’ve been trying
to keep company with a heathen.”

“You only think I am disrespectful and ungrateful because you never
let me go anywhere except school and church and I resent that. Everyone
else my age is going out and having fun and enjoying life. As for the
heathen that you call him, I love him and I don’t care what you think of
him.”

“Everyone else your age is worldly and therefore hellbound. You can
lose your place in Heaven too if you start acting like them. Do you want
that?”

“Our old pastor always taught once saved, always saved, and he backed
it up with scripture as well, so I won’t lose my place in Heaven.”

Our old pastor was wrong. Brother Darryl is right. I have proof
too, Brother Darryl speaks in tongues, did you ever see our old pastor do
that?”

“But what good works does Brother Darryl do? Remember, our old
pastor was kind enough to give a hitchhiker a ride and was murdered. Do
you ever see Brother Darryl lift a finger to help anyone? All he does is
tell everyone what to do and how to live.”

Anna’s dad took off his belt and began to lash her as he spoke, “How
dare you question our pastor! I don’t know what has gotten into you, but
I am going to beat it out of you, even if it takes me all night to do
so.”

“If you hit me with your belt or hand or anything else one more time
I am going to call the police and press charges on you. I am a legal
adult, therefore you no longer have the right to whip me.”

“Go ahead, just do that and you will surely burn in hell for not
honoring your mother and me.”

“Then by that logic, you will burn in hell for provoking me to
wrath.”

Anna’s dad then punched her in the head, knocking her out. He then
left the room.

Meanwhile, Grayson texted her multiple times.

“Anna, are you there?” “Anna please reply to me.” “Anna please let
me know you’re all right.” “Anna, I am really worried about you, please
answer me.” “I love you so much, Anna and I hope and pray you still feel
the same about me.” “Anna, my heart is breaking that you don’t reply to
my messages, but maybe you have a good reason.”

It was now about six o’clock in the evening and Grayson drank a whole
bottle of Crown Royal and then passed out on his bed.
************************************************************************************
Around five O’Clock in the morning, she came to, then went to the
bathroom to relieve her bladder.

She saw her phone still in her underwear as she pulled it down and
sat on the toilet.

She read the messages from Grayson while doing her business.

Frantically she replied to him, “Grayson, I am so sorry I didn’t
reply to you and I know you must be worried sick. Please know that I
still love you and want you more than ever. My dad punched me in the
head yesterday afternoon and I blacked out. Thank God he didn’t find my
phone because I hid it in my panty. I dreamed many beautiful dreams
about you while I was knocked out. I will call you as soon as I am at
school.”

Grayson was slowly waking up as he heard his G-Shock alarm go off.
He was suffering from a hangover but managed to read the message on his
phone.

“Oh, Anna, I’m overjoyed that you still want me, but I fear for your
life. If your own dad will harm you like that, then you need to get out
of that house and come stay with me. You don’t have to sleep with me if
you don’t want to, I just want you to be safe.”

“Yes. I want to live with you as well, I’ll be safer with you and
not to mention we love each other. We can discuss it further when I
arrive at school and I can talk with you on the phone.”

“Oh, Anna, I love you so much! I’ll take a personal day because I am
hungover anyway. When you didn’t reply to my messages, I drank a whole
bottle of Crown Royal and I am going through a hangover. If only I would
have known you were hurt, I would never have drunk that whiskey.”

“Will you be sober enough to drive by a quarter to three this
afternoon?”

“Yes. I don’t have any more alcohol in my cabin and I won’t buy
anymore, at least until this situation is neutralized.”

Grayson then called Mr. Jed McGregor,

“Hello.”

“Hey, Mister Jed, it’s Grayson Thomas. I need to take a personal
day today. I’ll be rescuing my girlfriend from her parents and church,
so I need to prepare myself for this.”

“That’s fine Grayson, you haven’t taken a personal day in over six
months, so I understand.”

“Thanks.”

“Anytime.”

They then hung up.

Grayson brewed some coffee and prepared his breakfast, then ate.
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Anna was still in the bathroom when her mom banged on the door and
shouted, “You’ve been in there too long. Now get ready for school.”

Anna simply complied with her mom’s orders, then went to her bedroom
and changed her clothes. At once, she hid her phone in a secret
compartment of her school bag and also placed her personal hygiene items
and a few of the valuables she had from her childhood in there as well.
Afterwards, Anna retrieved all of her composition books and flash drives
with her writings on them, then mounted her bicycle and left for school.

She arrived, after cycling through the exhaust fumes and dust, then
went into the girl’s bathroom and called Grayson.

He picked up his phone after just one ring and answered, “Hey Anna,
are you all right?”

“Yes. I am okay, for now.” She paused and then asked, “Are you
still serious about me moving in with you?”

“Serious as I’ll ever be.”

“Good, because I’ve realized that I could die if I continued living
with my parents. It was when dad punched me in the head and knocked me
out, that I realized how bad of a situation I am in.”

“Well, you can stay with me up to and including forever if you wish.”

“I will indeed stay with you, but I know my church members are going
to make a lot of trouble with us.”

“I’ll do my best to protect you from them.”

“I love you, Grayson.”

“I love you too, Anna.”

“I have no money and I wasn’t able to take any clothes with me,
except the ones on my back.”

“That’s alright, I’ll buy you some clothes. My paycheck was direct
deposited today anyway.”

“Can you buy me some sexy clothes?”

“I’ll buy you modest clothes for when you are out in public, but I’ll
also buy you some sexy clothes for when you are alone with me.”

There was an awkward silence but then Grayson said, “Sorry, I didn’t
mean to be controlling.”

“No, it’s all right. I understand. You’re the only one I want to
lust after me anyway.”

“Believe me, I already do.”

“I know you do and it’s totally cute.”

“Do I ever turn you on?”

“All the time. In fact, it would be a serious sin if I described to
you the dreams I had about you last night.”

“I understand.”

“One day, though we will be married and I will want to live out those
dreams!”

“Your wish will then be my command, Anna!”

“I cannot wait until then. I know I’ve only met you not even two
days ago, but you seem so wonderful to me.”

“And I am so blessed to have found you. I will love you until the
day I die!”

With that, the morning bell rang.

Anna said, “I have to get to class now, but know that I love you,
Grayson.”

“I love you too, Anna. Do you want me to pick you up and thus begin
our new life?”

“Most assuredly, yes I do!”

They then hung up.
************************************************************************************
Finally, the dismissal bell sounded. Anna went to the front of the
school, pulled out her phone and called Grayson.

After only one ring, he answered, “Hi Anna.”

“Hey, Grayson. Can you come get me from school and take me to your
place?”

“Sure thing, Anna!”

“I can’t wait to see you.”

“Well, I’m coming right now and I’ll be there in about five minutes.”

“I’ll be waiting in the front.”

“Awesome. I love you, Anna!”

“I love you too, Grayson!”

Anna stood by the bicycle rack and unlocked her bike. She then stood
there waiting for Grayson.

Mrs. Barabara McGregor came out of the student office and spoke to
her, “Are you waiting for Grayson Thomas to come get you?”

“I sure am.”

“Do you need to use the phone to call him?”

“No ma’am, he bought me a phone to keep in touch with him.”

“Wow, that was kind of him.”

“It definitely was.”

“Could I meet him?”

“Sure.”

“I’ve heard my husband speak highly of him many times and I know
you’re a very sweet girl, so I think y’all will make a lovely couple.”

Anna blushed then said, “Thank you!”

“Well, it’s the truth.”

Anna and Mrs. Barabara talked until she saw Grayson’s truck pulling
up.

Grayson parked his truck then took Anna’s backpack and bicycle and
placed them in the bed of his truck.

He then said, “Anna I would love to kiss you so much right now, but I
don’t want to get us in any trouble.”

“I understand.”

Mrs. Barabara then said, “So you’re Grayson Thomas. I heard a lot
of things about you.”

“Nice things I hope.”

“Nothing but nice. My husband is your boss and of course, Anna is
one of my favorite students.”

“Well, Mr. Jed is a great guy to work for. He taught me so much and
he is very understanding of my condition. You see, I frequently suffer
from depression.”

“Well, Anna thinks the world and the moon of you.”

“And I love her with all my heart. She is a tremendous blessing to
me.”

Anna then blushed and softly held Grayson’s hand.

Mrs. Barbara continued, “I want you to know, that both of you are in
my prayers and I want you to take good care of her.”

“I greatly intend to. She has brought so much happiness into my
life. Thank you for your praying because I know we will both need a lot
of prayers right now.”

Anna was filled with several urges to hug and kiss Grayson but knew
she couldn’t on school property.

Mrs. Barbara looked at Anna and said, “Well I have to get back to my
office, but both of y’all stay true to each other and love each other.

Grayson and Anna nodded.

Mrs. Barbara went back inside then Grayson opened the passenger door
for Anna and helped her in.

He then walked to the driver side, got in and started his truck.

They left the school and Grayson asked Anna, “What would you like to
do?”

“I just want to be able to relax. Maybe later you could take me
out.”

“Then let’s relax together. Afterwards we can go out, because, after all, it’s
Friday.”
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Suddenly, there was a knocking on Grayson’s door.

Both went down to answer.

It was Grayson’s mother, Katherine Thomas.

“Is this a bad time, Grayson?” She asked.

“No, not at all. In fact, mom, this is Anna Ryan,” Grayson said
as he proudly showed off Anna to her.

“Well she sure is pretty. You have good taste.”

Both Grayson and Anna blushed.

She continued, “I was wondering if you could take a look at my
car, it’s starting to leak oil badly.”

“Sure thing, ma. Just let me get my tools.” Grayson then walked
to his closet.

She looked at Anna then said, “My son is a real handy man, he’s
always fixing people’s vehicles.”

Anna simply nodded, nervously.

Grayson came out with his tool satchel, then said “Where’s your
car at, ma?”

“It’s in my driveway. I drove it home but the low oil pressure
light keeps coming on. I bought several quarts of oil just in case.”

“I’ll get to fixing it right away, if I can,” Grayson said,
walking to his mother’s house.

“Awesome. I have to open my antique shop tomorrow morning and I am
expecting a huge crowd.”

“Say no more, I’ll do my best to fix it.”

The three walked to Katherine’s car and watched Grayson as he
raised the hood.

He saw lots of oil leaking around the oil filter.

“I think I know what is wrong,” He said.

“Pray tell me what is it?”

“Your oil filter is on loosely.” Grayson paused, then said, “Did
you recently have an oil change?”

“Yes, a week or two ago.”

“That’s your problem, whoever changed your oil didn’t tighten the
filter on all the way. I can fix that though in a couple of seconds.”
Grayson said, with his filter wrench in hand.

He tightened down the filter wrench, then asked, “Where’s your
extra quarts of oil?”

“On the floor board by the back seat.”

“I’ll top it off then and your car should no longer leak.”

Grayson then poured two quarts of oil into the engine, wiped down
the starter then started the engine.

The car turned on perfectly with no lights on the instrument panel
activating.

“Good as new for now. Next time you need an oil change let me do
it instead.”

“Thank you, Grayson. Are you an Anna going out tonight?”

“Yes, later tonight.”

“Then have a good time and be sure to treat Anna right because she
seems like a wonderful young lady.”

Both blushed.

“And come to my house for Sunday dinner.”

“Will do.”

Grayson and Anna walked back to the cabin, hand in hand.

Anna whispered to him, “I don’t know what is more sexy about you,
the fact that you’re kind and help your mother or watching you fix that
car.”

Grayson blushed, then kissed her lovingly.

They arrived at the cabin and Grayson asked Anna, “Do you still
want to go out?”

“Most definitely.”
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As they were driving, Grayson told Anna, “Though I think you are
sexy in those plain denim skirts, I know you hate them and tonight is the
last night you’ll have to wear them.”

Anna smiled from ear to ear, then held Grayson’s hand.

Soon they arrived at the mall and entered into Dillard’s.

With arms on each others’ backsides they rode the escalator to the
third floor, not knowing they were being watched and followed. Upon
arrival at the third floor there was some lingerie on display. Both were
looking at it.

Anna finally said, “Wouldn’t I look sexy in these panties?”

“You’d look sexy in anything you put on. Or you’d be sexy in
nothing at all!” Grayson replied as he kissed her. Anna kissed him in
return.

The kisses grew more passionate. They were followed by a strong
embrace and them rubbing each others’ faces and hair.

Suddenly they heard a loud, confrontational voice, “Anna Ryan,
what do you think you are doing?”

Anna whispered to Grayson, “Oh no, it’s Darryl Crocket. I
recognize that voice from anywhere.”

A short, bald and obese young man stepped out from hiding and continued
yelling at them, “First you missed the youth service, now you are
fondling some heathen in public? It’s going to stop this instant.
You’re coming with me right now!”

“She’s not going anywhere, but with me.” Grayson said angrily,
then continued, “Your church is a cult, brainwashed by your unsound
doctrine.”

“Shut your mouth and stay out of this, boy, or I’ll smack you
silly.”

Grayson grew even angrier, “You’re going to smack me? Just try
it! If you do, I’ll kick the crap out of you then call mall security and
let them know of you’re attempted kidnapping. Wouldn’t the press have a
field day: a preacher arrested for battery and attempted kidnapping!
Whatever happened to turning the other cheek? Go ahead preachy, give me
your best shot!”

“Okay, you might be able to turn our godless authorities against
me, but you cannot turn God against me! You are going to have to answer
to God for taking Anna away from my church and you Anna are going to lose
your salvation for leaving my church and your judgment will be even
worse.”

Grayson then said, “Your judgment is going to be the worst of
all. You are a false teacher, a wolf in sheep’s clothing, just like
those mentioned in Hebrews and Jude. Of course, your church probably doesn’t actually study the Bible, no all your church members do is rely on mysticism. You’ve been marked out for
destruction a long time ago, but Anna will no longer suffer as a result
of your wrongdoing. Now either you leave us alone or I will call mall
security.”

“Believe what you want, you worthless heathen, but you are going to
pay big time for turning Anna against us. I’m leaving for now and you
may have won the battle but not the war.”

Darryl then left and Anna began to have a panic attack. She
started hyperventilating and crying. Grayson took her by the hand and
then they went down the escalators to the first floor and sat down on a
bench.

Grayson tried his best to comfort Anna as he kissed her softly and
petted her face.

Anna finally caught her breath, then said, “That church is going
to make so much trouble with us, oh you don’t even know what we’ve gotten
ourselves into.”

“It can’t be that bad and if it is, I’ll just have to call the
cops.”

Anna sat next to Grayson with her head on his chest and they
lovingly held each other on the bench.

Finally Anna calmed down and kissed Grayson once more.

He asked her, “Are you ready to go shop for some clothes?”

“Yes. Let’s go.”

Grayson and Anna walked back into Dillard’s and they both began to
look at the women’s clothes.

After Anna selected and tried on several outfits and undergarments,
they checked out and left the store.

Then they went to Forever 21 and Grayson said, “We can shop here
to get you some more casual clothes.”

Anna nodded, then they looked around. Grayson bought Anna some tee
shirts, a pair of overalls and shorts.

After leaving Forever 21, Grayson said, “You must be hungry, let’s
go eat at the bar and grill where we first met.”

“Yes I am hungry. Let’s go.”
************************************************************************************
After the waitress left, Grayson asked Anna, “Do you know her?”

“Yes. That’s Abbey Sloane. She is in my F.A.C.S. Class. She’s
actually one of the few students who don’t harass me.”

“Okay, I was just making sure she wasn’t one of your crazy church
members.”

“Our church forbids women and girls from working outside the home.
That’s really messed up because I truly want to be a romantic novelist.”

“Hey, you’re with me now and I will support you in any career you
choose! I just hope that you don’t choose a career that makes you think
you’re too sophisticated for a simple dockyard mechanic like myself.”

“Don’t ever worry about that, Grayson. I see how kind you are and
how you are willing to take care of me at this very low point in my life,
so rest assured I won’t ever forget that. If anything, you’ve inspired
me to write many wonderful stories and all of my good characters will be
based on you. I just haven’t had the chance to write them down.” She
paused then continued, “You know what else, if I ever become a famous,
I’ll want you right there by my side, inspiring me!”

“Oh, Anna I love you so much. I always thought that I would die a
lonely old bachelor, probably from liver cancer, but because of you, I’m
seriously considering to give up the bottle altogether! It won’t be
easy, but I know that until you are comfortable enough to be able to
drive, I’ll have to drive you around, which means I must be completely
sober, because your safety is more important to me than temporarily
killing the things in my life that give me grief.”

“Grayson! I love you too! No one has ever been so sweet to me as
you. I feared being in an arranged marriage to some cold hearted wife
beater. I was so afraid of having to sleep with a man like that night
after night and popping out child after child, then spend all my free
time working for that miserable church. You’re drinking is not that
bothersome to me, but if you’re willing to give it up, then I’ll be there
to help you give it up. I can see a bonus to you giving up the alcohol
and that is, you’ll be able to love me, as in the way I am so desiring
you to love me, for many more years down the road.”

“How do you want me to love you?”

“Well right now it would be a serious sin if you did what I want
you to do, but if we got married we would be allowed to do it all we wanted.
Not only that, God would require us to!”

“I see what you’re saying. Well, you know I would definitely put a
ring on your finger, not just so I can make love to you, but because I
want you with me for the rest of my life.”

Both Grayson and Anna brightly blushed afterwards.
************************************************************************************
Grayson looked at Anna, then said, “I guess it’s better to be
addicted to soft drinks instead of hard drinks, because soft drinks won’t
impair my judgment or coordination.”

“They might make you gain weight, but then that would just be more
for me to hold at night.”

Both blushed again, then Grayson said, blushing even more, “Well
once we’re married, I’ll definitely have a means for burning off those
excess calories.”

Anna giggled and their lips met. They shared a sweet kiss, then
Grayson took a big sip of his Wild Cherry Pepsi.

Anna took a few sips of her sweet tea.

Grayson then asked her, “Do I really remind you of the good
characters in your stories?”

“You sure do. There was one character I created, who dressed just
like you were dressed the day we met, but he was an artist. There’s another character I created who was a tractor mechanic, which you are a mechanic,
but in the dockyards. Then I created another character who was a drunk,
but a fun drunk not a mean one and I created him, I guess out of
rebellion because my parents and church are so strict. I created this
fantasy world to escape what was a cruel reality to me. The weird part
is, it’s like you came to life from my creations.” She paused and then
continued, “Pinch me to wake me up just to make sure I’m not dreaming.”

“I’m not going to pinch you, Anna. I don’t want to hurt you.”

She got up from her chair, stood next to Grayson, then turned her
backside to him and said, “Just give me one quick pinch on my butt to
wake me up and make sure I’m not in a dream.”

She then pushed her backside in his face and said, “Please do it.”

“Very well, Anna.”

Grayson nervously placed his thumb and index finger on her
buttocks, through her thick denim skirt and softly pinched.

Anna then said, “What do you know, I didn’t wake up. This is
better than any dream.” She paused, turned to face him and then said,
“Now you better give me a kiss since you touched my butt!”

“I’ll gladly kiss you.”

Their lips locked as Anna sat on Grayson’s lap.
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Both began to heavily pet and kiss each other, until a classmate
of Anna’s showed up and began to make trouble.

Tauntingly, the girl walked up to Grayson’s truck and said, “Look
at little miss Charlene Church, she finally has a boyfriend.” She paused
and then continued, “I think I’m going to tell your parents about him, I
bet they won’t like it.”

Grayson whispered to Anna, “Do you know this nasty thing that
walked up here?”

Anna replied, “That’s Andrea Graves. Many guys think she is hot.
She’s always so mean to me.”

“I don’t like her at all and I wish she was gone.”

The girl began to fondle her breasts through her tank top and finger her genitals
through her biker shorts in front of Grayson and Anna.

Grayson began to lose his temper and said, “Why don’t you get
lost?”

“Don’t be so rude, you know I could do so many things with you that
I bet Anna Ryan would never ever do.”

Even angrier, Grayson continued, “You, are a nasty little skank. Furthermore, I love Anna with all
my heart and I would never cheat on her.”

“There must be something wrong with you.”

“Yes, I guess I have a low tolerance for hateful and fake people.”

“I’m really not that bad once you get to know me.”

“I don’t want to get to know you. Now kindly leave.”

“Maybe I don’t want to. It’s a free country after all.”

“That doesn’t give you the right to harass me or Anna.”

The girl then dropped her sunglasses, then turned her backside
towards Grayson and bent over to pick them up.

Grayson shouted, “I don’t want to see your nasty, stinky, venereal
disease ridden body parts, so please quickly pick those sunglasses up and
go elsewhere.”

“I was hoping you’d like the view, but maybe you need your eyes and
head examined.”

“Not in your wildest dream, I don’t want you. I only want Anna
period. And if you don’t leave us alone, I’ll call the cops on you.”

“My family knows the police chief, the cops won’t do me anything.”

Anna was now extremely irritated and then said, “Don’t I have to deal
with you enough at school? Why don’t you go screw some jock or
something.”

“Maybe I want your man?”

“You can’t have him.”

“How are you going to back that claim to him up? I could easily
kick your butt if I wanted to.”

Grayson was completely fed up at this point and pulled his shot gun
out of the storage box in his truck bed, pumped it, pointed it at Andrea,
then said, “If you lay one finger on Anna, you will have many new holes
in your body for all the boys to play with. That is, if you indeed survive.”

“Okay, I’m going. You don’t have to be such a douche bag.”

Anna told her, “He’s not a douche bag, he just loves me. You
aren’t loved, you’re just screwed.”

“This isn’t over. Your man cannot protect you when you’re at
school.”

Grayson said, “God will protect her though, and by the way, that’s
Someone Whom you should consider allowing in your life because you
obviously need Him, whether you admit it or not.”

“There is no God!” Andrea shouted, then finally left.

Grayson picked his gun up and locked it in the storage box.

He then looked at Anna soberly and said, “I’m sorry you had to see me act
that way, but I couldn’t allow her to harm you.”

Anna replied as she rubbed the hairs on Grayson’s chest, “You
don’t have to apologize for anything. You just chose me over whom many
think is the hottest girl in the whole school. I feel on top of the
world.”

“You’re so much more beautiful than her, both inside and out.”

“Grayson, you’re definitely making me want to commit that sin with
you, more than ever.”

“Sorry.”

“Don’t be. You just turn me on so much.”
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A towboat pushing a barge loaded with offshore oil rig parts slowly
passed by.

Both watched, amazed by the size of the equipment.

“That machinery you see there is going out to sea, to help drill for oil and gas which fuels the
country,” Grayson explained.

“We would ride our bikes to church and had to cross this canal and
my dad would get so angry when the bridge was out to let the boats pass,
because we would be disciplined for being tardy at church services. My
mom would always complain about the deckhands and say how they were awful
men and try to hide me from them. Sometimes they would even pray that all
these industries would fail,” Anna replied.

“Wow, that Darryl Crocket sure did a number on your parents. Maybe
your church should move to a better location or better yet shut down.
Yes, some of those deckhands are a little wild, but most of them are
hardworking young men and sometimes women who want to provide a better
life for their families. And if these industries fail, like your parents
pray for, I would have to move elsewhere to find employment.”

“I would go with you, if you have to move.”

“I’d be heartbroken if you didn’t.”

“Rest assured, Grayson, I want you forever!” Anna said as she
kissed him.

Grayson kissed her in return.

Their kissing became sweeter and more passionate as they lay in the
bed of the truck.

The captain of the boat sounded the horn, in response to witnessing
them making out, which startled both Grayson and Anna.

Both giggled to each other afterwards.
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Suddenly, Anna became highly distressed.

Grayson could see Anna was visibly upset and asked, “Baby, what’s
the matter?”

Anna pointed further down the freezer cases and said, “Look over
there Brother Darryl’s wife is in this store, she is getting collard
greens for the church dinner tomorrow. If she sees me with you, she’ll
make a scene.”

“I’ll protect you.”

“She’s whipped me when I was younger and she carries a gun in that
big purse of hers.”

“Do you think she would actually shoot us?”

“Me, maybe. You, definitely, for taking me away from the church.
She thinks she’d be doing ‘The Lord’s Work.'”

“We’ll have find a hiding spot, then. God, I feel so weak, but all
I have is my Snap On pocket knife and my Pelican penlight. They’re no
match for a pistol of any caliber. If only I had my twelve gauge with me
like earlier today.”

“Don’t worry about feeling weak Grayson, because I want you to be
safe so you can be by my side forever. Besides, I want to have you alive
and kicking on our wedding night.”

“We need to pray that God protects us.”

Both silently prayed, holding hands.

A stocker came walking up to them and said “I over heard your
conversation. I’ll be glad to hide both of you in the warehouse until
that woman leaves the store.”

“Couldn’t you get fired for bringing us back there though?”
Grayson asked.

“It wouldn’t matter, I hate this God awful job anyway. Just follow
me.”

The three walked to the warehouse. The stocker pulled out his
penlight, a AAA Mini Maglite LED, to light up the darker areas.

“I carry one like that too, but mine is a Pelican,” Grayson said,
pulling his out.

“My girlfriend bought it for me. I always have it on me because it
reminds me of her.”

“I got mine at a gun and knife store, while on vacation earlier
this year.”

“So what does this dangerous woman look like?” The stocker asked.

“She’s tall and heavyset. She has a long black hair and
glasses. She is carrying a large brown purse and is wearing a purple
dress,” Anna replied.

“I’ll call my friend in customer service to have the cart pushers
let me know when she leaves the store.”

The stocker pulled his cell phone out of his pants pocket and
placed the call.

Grayson and Anna listened.

“Hey.” “I have a young couple with me who feel threatened by a
suspicious customer. They know she’ll make trouble with them, so I have
them hiding in the warehouse. She’s tall, and heavy with long black hair, glasses and wearing a purple dress. She has a large
brown purse and in that purse is a pistol of some sort, so don’t engage her,
just have the cart pushers let you know when she is off the premises,
then tell me.” “Okay, thank you very much.” “All right, bye.”

The stocker then looked at Grayson and Anna and said, “They’ll let
us know when she’s gone and you can shop safely again.”

“You don’t know how we appreciate this,” Anna said.

“Yes, thank you very much, sir. I have a twelve gauge in my truck,
but it’s not like I could use it to protect myself in here.”

“How do you know this woman?”

“I don’t know her as of yet, and Thank God!” Grayson said.

“I’m the one that knows her,” Anna replied, then continued, “I
used to go to church with her. You know the crazy Pentecostal church
where them members must dress a certain way, can’t drive cars, can’t own
cell phones and other crazy rules. My boyfriend rescued me from that
church and my abusive parents and that is why that woman would want to
harm him. She beat me, too, when I was younger.”

“I’ve know all about that church. One of the members is a cook in the deli. Other members shop in here all the
time, I cringe whenever I have to wait on one of them.” He paused then
said, “If I could have any job, I’d be a writer, but I cannot get my
foot in the door and I have to take care of my girlfriend, so I keep this
job.”

“I once wrote a story about a young couple like that, where the
young guy keeps a God awful job so he can take care of his girlfriend,”
Anna said.

“And I once wrote a story about a couple very similar to both of
you, where a young man rescues a young lady from an abusive church. In
fact, that is the main reason why I wanted to help you two,” The stocker
replied.

“Do you read your stories to your girlfriend?” Grayson asked.

“Of course I do and she loves them.”

“Anna reads her stories to me as well.”

“Do you like it when she reads them to you?”

“Absolutely. She is a literary genius. I mean, if her stories can
keep the full attention of a simple dockyard mechanic like me, she must be doing
something right.”

“Oh, Grayson, you’re making me blush!” Anna said.

“My girlfriend tells me that too, all the time. She usually says
afterwards though that it is a wonderful feeling. In fact she is so cute
when she blushes. I love her so much and I am so blessed to have her in
my life.”

“You said ‘blessed’ instead of ‘lucky.’ Tell me are you a
Christian?” Anna asked.

“I am. But I could be so much better than where I am now.”

“Well so could we, but remember we’re not perfect, just forgiven.”

“What about your girlfriend; is she saved?” Grayson asked.

“I’m not sure.”

“Try to talk about it with her gently. If you love her, then
you’ll want her to be saved as well.” Anna added in.

“Okay, I will tell her. But if she rejects The Gospel, which I
fervently pray she won’t, I will still want her and I don’t care if I am
unequally yoked because I love her that much.”

“We’ll definitely pray for you and for her,” Grayson said.

“Maybe there could be a double wedding, Grayson and I along with
you and your girlfriend.” Anna said.

“I’ll have to buy her a ring, which I don’t make enough money to
buy one. She always says that her dad can help me become successfully
published,” The stocker replied.

“Well, either which way, let’s all keep in touch. I figure you and
I could be friends and Anna and your girlfriend could be friends. What
is your name, anyway?”

“Garth Cooper.” The stocker replied.

“And your girlfriend’s name?” Anna asked.

“Samantha Abbott.” The stocker replied again.

They exchanged phone numbers and then there was a bit of silence.

Suddenly the stocker’s phone rang.

“Hello”. “Okay, I’ll let them know.” “Thanks for helping me.”
“Okay, bye.”

“That awful woman has left the premises. Both of you can safely
resume your shopping.”

“Thank you for protecting us,” Grayson said.

“It was my pleasure. Better than stocking dry goods all day and
into the night.”

He then escorted Grayson and Anna back onto the sales floor, then
shook both their hands.
************************************************************************************
As they drove back to the cabin, Anna said, “I hope the dinner
comes out right. It was pretty good in FACS class.”

“I think you’ll do fine and if not, I’ll just get us take out of
some kind.”

“You’re so sweet, Grayson. Most of the men at my church beat their
wives if they ruin dinner.”

“Anna, not only do I love you, I also revere you, and would never
do such a thing,” Grayson soberly replied.

“Both my parents beat me and other church members beat me in the
past as well.”

“As long as I can help it they never will again. If they do,
though I have something in the storage box of my truck and something else
in my nightstand drawer to deal with them.”

“You don’t know how they would retaliate though and they would
probably have you arrested too.”

“Why can’t they just leave you alone?”

“It’s because they love power, not God. They especially love power
over other people and when they lose any amount of that power, they get
very vengeful.”

“Should we be worried then?”

“I am very worried about what stunts could be pulled. But I love
you and would rather be with you, no matter what drama happens.”

“I love you too, Anna and if I wasn’t driving on a major
thoroughfare, I’d kiss you.”

“I can kiss you though.”

Anna pecked Grayson multiple times on his bearded cheek, then she
rested her head on his shoulder until they arrived at his cabin. Grayson
got out of his truck, then helped Anna out of it as well. Afterwards
they took the groceries and walked into Grayson’s kitchen.

Grayson then asked Anna, “Would you like me to help you prepare
dinner?”

“That would be nice. Most of the men at the church I used to go to
would sit in their recliners and demand that their wives prepare dinner
without lifting finger.”

“I don’t ever want to be like them. What can I do to help?”
************************************************************************************
As Anna saw the blue flame ignite, she said, “When we lived in the
city, we had a gas stove. I had forgotten how easy it is to cook on
one.”

“Yes. I subscribe to gas for my water heater and stove.”

“Well there is an electric stove in my parents’ trailer and not
only does it take forever to get hot, half the burners don”t work.”

“Well for cooking and having hot water, I wanted gas, but for the
central heat and dryer, I wanted electric because electric models are easier to fix plus I don”t
have to worry about Carbon Monoxide poisoning.”

“You know how to fix your heater and dryer?”

“Yes. A friend of mine taught me.”

“How do you know him””

“He frequently comes to the dock yards where I work. He’s got a
lot of time on his hands because despite having two trade school diplomas
can’t get a job to save his life.”

“How come?”

“He’s got mental issues like me but worse off to where his
condition definitely requires medicine. The medicine he takes disqualifies him from
just about every job worth taking, so he’s able to get disability, thank
God.”

“How old is he?”

“I think he made thirty this year. Why do you ask?”

“Because, I have a female cousin who is like that, maybe they would
make a nice couple. She lives in the city and is twenty tree years old.”

“Would her parents act like yours?”

“No. In fact when my parents told Darryl Crockett about her, he
said she was demon possessed. They then tried to convince her parents to
take her off her medication. When her parents listened to the psychiatrist
instead of demanding a miracle from God, Darryl Crocket forced us not
to talk to that part of the family anymore. It’s a shame because I really miss them..”

“Well now that you have a smart-phone, maybe you could look them up
on Facebook.”

“Yes. Maybe I’ll friend suggest my cousin and your friend to be
friends on there as well. What is his name?”

“Aron Mahler. You realize he was recently divorced. Maybe she wouldn’t
want him.”

“I think it would be all right. From what I heard she was engaged,
but to someone who constantly two timed her. Would he do that to her?”

“I doubt it with all my being. He was cheated on as well because he couldn’t properly provide for his wife. But then again she wanted more than he could afford. What is her name?”

“Ilyssa Gilbert.”

“And she wouldn’t think he is too old for her?”

“I don’t think so.”

“Okay because he has been hurt enough in his life.”

“She wouldn’t hurt him, she just wants to be loved.”
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Grayson threw his arms around her and said, “Let’s go sit on my front porch swing and watch the sun rise.”

Anna kissed him and said, “I’d like that.”

So they stepped out on the front porch and sat down on the swing.

It was slightly chilly in the early morning air, so they sat very close to each other, trying to keep warm.

The sun was slowly coming up and Anna said, “It’s so beautiful.”

“That’s because the sun is shining on you and is getting inspiration as it illuminates your beautiful face!”

Anna kissed Grayson’s cheek as they sat in a blissfull silence.

After the sun was fully up the temperature became a little warm, so they walked back into Grayson’s cabin.

Anna said, “These past few days have definitely inspired me to write many things.”

Grayson pulled up his swivel chair and replied, “Well here, use my computer and write. I cannot wait to see what you come up with.”

“You will, of course, be my source of inspiration, Grayson,” Anna said, kissing him.

“I would hope so.”

“I know so.”

“Well, I’ll make us some breakfast. You write.”

Anna nodded then kissed Grayson once more.

Meanwhile, at the Pentecostal Assemblies Church, gossip was going non stop and everyone was wondering what Darryl Crocket would be preaching about.

All of the congregation, including Anna’s parents were taking their seats and Darryl Crocket was walking up to the pulpit.

With a microphone in hand, he began to speak, “Folks, we live in some very sinful times. Last Friday, a member of my own flock has left the church to go live with some sissy heathen. I witnessed this first hand that evening in the mall. I was shopping for a new suit, when I saw our own Anna Ryan shopping for sinful underclothes and making out with this very wicked young man, named Grayson Thomas. One of the older women in the auditorium fainted.” Darryl paused and then said, “It gets worse than that church: You see, I tried to talk Anna into coming with me, but she refused. This Grayson Thomas then threatened bodily harm to me and to also have me charged with kidnapping. I had no choice but to back down. However, we need to develop a strategy to take Grayson out of the equation and get Anna back, no matter how much force is needed.”

“Amens” were shouted throughout the auditorium.

“Does anyone know how we could be able to rid ourselves of Grayson and get Anna back to this church?” Darryl Crocket asked.

A young man spoke up, “I work with that heathen in the dock yards. He has an easy mechanic’s job, while I have to bust my butt every day as a rostabout. Maybe I could somehow get him fatally injured on the job and make it look like an accident. We would be doing the Lord’s work by taking Anna back and sending that heathen straight to hell where he belongs.”

Several “Amens” were shouted throughout the auditorium a second time.

An older man said “Here’s what you need to do: Sabotage the dock crane’s motor, way at the top, then call up the foreman to put in a repair order. Once Grayson Thomas comes to repair the crane, offer to assist him and go up there. He will definitely need a helper in order to do his job. Once both of you are up there, you can do something to make him fall which will either kill him or at least make him permanently disabled to where he won’t be a lover to Anna ever.”

Once again, several “Amens” were shouted throughout the auditorium.

The service then went on for several more hours with the congregation further elaborating the details of their plan.

Meanwhile, back at Grayson’s cabin, Anna was finishing up on her fantasy. She saved it to her flash drives as well as Grayson’s hard drive.

Grayson and Anna ate breakfast of scrambled eggs, pork sizzlers and bacon together then she read her latest story to him.

Both were smiling and blushing and soon were full of affectionate emotions.

“I wrote this because I am so much in love with you Grayson.”

“I was so touched by it. It makes me long for not just your beautiful body, but your heart as well.”

“You already have my heart Grayson and if God allowed it, you would have my body as well, believe me.”

“I don’t want to offend The Lord, but I could give myself to you as well, Anna.”

They began to kiss passionately and were soon on their way to the bedroom, when the phone rang…

Grayson saw that it was his mom’s house number, so he went to answer it.

“Hello.”

“Hey. I would like to make a Sunday dinner for Anna, so can you ask her what she would like and I’ll make it.”

“Hold on just a second.”

Grayson covered the mouthpiece of his handset and asked Anna, “My mom would like to cook a Sunday dinner for you and will fix anything you ask, so what would you like?”

Anna replied, “Some chicken fried pork chops and steamed green beans would be nice. I could even help her cook them.”

“I’ll tell her,” Grayson said, then spoke into the phone, “Ma, Anna would like chicken fried pork chops and steamed green beans.”

“All right, I’ll be glad to make that for her.”

“What time would you like us over?”

“Six Thirty.”

“Oh. Well, Anna said, she would like to help you make the dinner.”

“Then cross over, but what are you going to do while we cook?”

“Oh, probably just sit in the living room and read on my phone.”

“All right. I will see both of you in a few.”

“Bye, Ma.”

“Bye, Grayson.”

Anna then asked, “Are we crossing over?”

“Yes. Let me just get my stuff,” Grayson replied.

“Good deal.”

Grayson got his penlight, phone and charger off of his night table, then he escorted Anna out of the cabin, locking the door behind them.

Hand in hand, they walked to his mother’s house.

Upon arrival, Grayson knocked on the back door and his mother greeted them.

She welcomed them in and Grayson went sit down in the living room, plugging his phone into a receptacle.

Anna went and Kathy went into the kitchen and began preparing the meal.
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Annabelle Jenkins Converts to Christianity-A Disabled Electrician turned Writer

Annabelle and I walk lovingly but in silence to my house.

We are now at the gate, which I open for her.

She enters, then I enter and we cut across the front yard, up my steps and on the front porch and into my door.

I unlock it and we enter.

Annabelle and I sit down on my sofa, then she says urgently, “My daddy always claimed he was a child of God and therefore will go to Heaven when he dies. I want to be a child of God too!”

I reply, “I’ll do my best to explain it to you and I just hope and pray that you believe me because I also want you to be a child of God, Annabelle, more than anything else!”

“Then I definitely want to be a child of God. What must I do?”

I gently look at her and say, “We are all sinners and deserve to go to a sinner’s hell.”

I pause. Annabelle looks at me in distress.

I continue, “God does not want that to happen though, because He loves us immensely.”

Annabelle smiles slightly at me.

“Still our sins must be paid for and the payment required is very high. It is so high it requires us to spend eternity in hell paying for it.”

Annabelle becomes distressed again.

I continue, “Someone paid that price for us and in full. God was also satisfied with the payment. That someone is Jesus Christ. He went to the cross and suffered terribly to pay for the sins of mankind because He loves us that much. He loves you more than I ever could.”

Annabelle looks a little relieved but still in some distress.

I continue, “Annabelle what you must do, is first off acknowledge that you are a sinner deserving of hell. Then you must realize that Jesus Christ loves you and took your punishment, but you have to be willing to invite Him into your life and rule your life. Accept Him as your Lord and the Savior from your sins. Believe that His payment is sufficient.”

“How do I do that?”

“Just talk to Him sincerely, but please do it as soon as possible because this is the most important thing you will ever do.”

I pause then continue, “Just pray to Him, and in that prayer, invite Him as your personal Lord and Savior and ask Him to save your soul and rule your life. If you truly mean it and you truly believe what I am telling you, then you will become a child of God.”

Annabelle closes her eyes and bows her head reverently.

Tears begin to flow from her eyes and a smile comes to her face.

“I believe it all! And yes I have asked Jesus Christ to save me and rule my life. In fact, I am feeling very guilty about living with you and having sex with you even though we’re not married, but I have nowhere else to go.”

“That is the Holy Ghost convicting you of sin and yes I have felt guilty of this too, believe me. It’s just I love you so much and I never want to lose you, so that is why I slept with you.”

“If I would have known exactly how wrong having sex with you was, I wouldn’t have done it, but what is done is done and I am glad we’re getting married now because I definitely feel the need to. By the way, you’re so sweet to me, you would have never lost me.”

“Then we need to find a church to start going to and we need to marry as soon as possible.”

“Would you be offended if I slept in your extra bedroom until we are married?”

“Not at all. If you feel that is what the Holy Ghost is telling you, then listen to Him by all means.”

“I love you so much Johnny, thank you for being understanding.”

“I love you too, Annabelle and I am immensely joyous that you are saved. I’ve been wanting you to be saved ever since I met you, it’s just I’ve been in a terribly backslidden state myself.”

“This means I will see my daddy again when I die. To tell the truth, I was angry at God for years for taking him away from me, but now I know that God has him safe and sound and I thank Him for that.”

“And you are just as safe, it’s just you’re on this side of Glory.”

We then begin to make dinner.

I take some white beans from my freezer and heat them up in a pot…

“My [Innocent] ‘A Disabled Electrician turned Writer’ Pieces”

Johnny Joseph Elder Proposes to Annabelle Jenkins-A Disabled Electrician Turned Writer

Now that the loan for my deductible is paid off, my credit score has risen considerably and I was able to finance an engagement ring to buy for Annabelle.

I have the ring hidden in my shirt pocket and am headed to my house where she waits on me.

My plan is to walk her to the park nearby and propose to her in front of everyone.

It’s now late in the afternoon and the sun is setting.

By the way, today makes exactly one year that we’ve been together.

I am tired of offending God and living in sin with Annabelle, but I do love her with all that I am, so I want to do the right thing and marry her.

I’m almost to the curb in front of my house.

My back does indeed hurt from all this walking but I know it will be worth it if she says, “yes.”

Now I am at the gate.

I open it and then enter my front yard.

I walk up my steps and enter my front door.

Annabelle is sitting on the sofa in a nightgown watching movies.

I walk up to her and kiss her multiple times.

She embraces me and plants and powerful kiss on my lips.

“Bae, let’s walk to the park, I have a surprise for you there,” I tell her.

Annabelle brightly smiles and then says, “Let me just get dressed.”

“Sure, that’s fine,” I tell her.

Annabelle walks to our bedroom and puts on a pink tee shirt and denim shorts. These clothes hug and show off all of her beautiful curves and seeing her like that makes me desire her so badly.

She then puts her shoes on.

“I’m ready now and I can’t wait for my surprise!” Annabelle says with excitement.

We share a kiss, then leave the house.

I lock the deadbolt, then we leave my front porch, cut across my yard and exit the gate, then close it.

Hand in hand we walk along the sidewalk.

“I’m so blessed to have you in my life, Annabelle, and I want you to know that for sure,” I tell her.

“Aw, that’s so sweet,” She replies and kisses me.

“I want you to always be by my side, for the rest of my life,” I continue.

“And I want you for the rest of my life,” She replies.

She walks even closer to me with her arm on my backside.

Soon we enter the park.

I find the table I sat at when I wrote my first story inspired by her.

We both sit across from each other in a blissful silence.

We are smiling brightly at each other.

“Now, for your surprise, ” I tell her.

I stand next to the bench she is sitting on, then I get down on one knee.

She smiles at me but looks a little puzzled.

I then pull the presentation box out of my shirt pocket, open it up and then say, “Annabelle Jenkins, I love you so much that words cannot express it enough. I know I want you and only you to be mine both now and forever. I would be honored to the utmost if you would marry me!”

Annabelle covers her mouth, tears fill her eyes and she nods several times, then she says, “Of course I’ll marry you, Johnny Joseph Elder. You are so much cuter and sweeter than I ever dared hoped in whomever I would end up with. You love me and adore me even though I am so fat and you treat me like a queen when everyone else treated me like a slave. My heart is fluttering and I need to catch my breath, but yes I will indeed marry you. You’ve just made me so happy!”

I place the ring on her finger then we share a passionate kiss.

Afterward, I tell her, “You know, today makes one year that we’ve been together,”

“I just hope for many more years together with you!” Annabelle says, hugging me.

“So do I!”

Everyone in the park starts cheering and clapping.

Annabelle and I hug and kiss each other in front of them.

I then tell her, “Annabelle, I’ve been a child of God since I am seventeen, but for years I’ve backslidden. I’ve decided to come running back to Him and I know that one way to please Him is if I love you, then I need to marry you. So I am not just marrying you for you, but also for God!”

Annabelle kisses me multiple times then says, “I also want to be a child of God. What must I do?”

“Let’s go home and I will gladly explain all of it.”

Hand in hand we leave the park and head home…

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Love Among Terrorism

It’s a quiet Friday evening.

I sit alone in my apartment eating white beans and rice seasoned with Jalapeno peppers soaking in white vinegar.

Who knew such a cheap meal could taste so good?

After I take my last bite, I clear my table and walk to the kitchen sink to wash dishes.

I pour some dish detergent in the basin and draw the hot water.

As I wash the pots, plates, and utensils, I think about my wonderful girlfriend and how she and I will spend the day together tomorrow.

I am 31 and she is 27, but we pretend that she is 17 and I am 21.

She brightens up my otherwise sad life and I thank God for her and only wish that we would have met much sooner.

Suddenly, I hear a very loud sound, as if large a bomb went off. My whole apartment vibrates.

I look out from my second story kitchen window to see a giant fireball against the night sky.

There must have been some kind of an explosion at the tank barge terminal.

I passed through this area on a daily basis for years, to attend school and work never once thinking that the whole place could go up in flames.

It wasn’t until I began drawing disability and moved into the apartment complex adjacent to the tank farms that the thought of an explosion crossed my mind.

I watch the flames light up the sky.

Suddenly, the weather radio in my kitchen sounds its siren.

I touch the screen so I can hear the broadcast.

My thoughts and fears are confirmed there was an explosion at the tank barge terminal.

I walk into my living room, adjust my antenna and switch my television set on.

I tune it to the local news station.

High school football is interrupted by an emergency bulletin.

The station owner is now live and he seems to think that this explosion was no accident and therefore an act of terrorism.

I watch him tell his viewers how justice must be served.

In actuality, I’m disappointed but not surprised at all. There has been serious division in this country for some time now and our enemies laugh at us.

They also know our weak points all too well.

Suddenly, there is a knock at my door.

I answer.

A young sheriff’s deputy orders me to evacuate immediately.

I promptly comply with the orders and then beg him, “Please be careful.”

“I’ll try my best, sir, you just get your butt out of here,” He replies.

With that, I place two tee shirts and two pairs of pants in my everyday carry backpack, along with my medications and the few valuables I can take with me, then walk out the door.

I lock the deadbolt, then walk down the stairs to my car, a 1991 Oldsmobile.

As I put the key in my ignition, my phone rings.

It’s my girlfriend calling.

Hurriedly, I answer, “Hey, Bae.”

“There was an explosion near you. Are you all right?”

“Yes, I have to evacuate, so I hope I can come your way.”

“Please do! I definitely need to see you right now anyway, because I was so afraid you were killed in that awful explosion.”

“I’m okay, in fact, I’m pulling out of the complex’s parking lot right now.”

“Okay, focus on driving safely.”

“Traffic might be very dense right now, though.”

“Just be careful, I’ll wait all night for you if I have to.”

“Okay, bae I’ll get there when I can. I love you and I don’t ever want to lose you.”

“I love you too and you won’t.”

“Okay, bae, bye.”

“Bye.”

I continue driving.

Cops are directing traffic at every signaled intersection, to get everyone out quickly.

I drive through the darkness. The closer I get to my girlfriend’s family’s house, it seems the longer the trip takes.

Finally, I pull into the driveway, where she is nervously sitting on the porch.

I step out of my car and she longingly rushes up to me.

We embrace, then share several sweet kisses.

“Thank God, you’re safe, bae!” She tells me.

I hold her by her beautiful, curvy waist, then look her in the eyes and speak, “I love you so much, bae!”

“I love you too!” She replies.

Her family then greets me, angered over the terrorist attack, but relieved that I survived…

A Review of the Texas Instruments TI-12 Math Explorer

As with flashlights, I have had a lifelong fascination with calculators.

I’ve frequently written about them in the past and I always carry one or two in my edc backpack.

This piece will be me reviewing a calculator that I formerly edced from 2012 to about 2016, the Texas Instruments TI-12 Math Explorer. It was initially introduced in 1987 revised in 1989, 1991, 1993 and finally 1997 (the version which I own) and still being produced by the mid-2000s, (mine came off the assembly line in February of 2005) despite an upgraded version, the TI-15 being released in February of 2000.

By the way, I would like to extend a big thank you to the wonderful people at the Datamath Calculator Museum for the photo of this calculator. I do not own the photo.

They are an excellent source of reference material pertaining to calculators and I have spent countless hours on that site, enriching my brain.

There are three to four other items which I had carried in conjunction with this calculator and they are a Blue Incandescent Mini Maglite flashlight, a Black Mini Maglite LED Pro flashlight (serial number: PG000107905), a single coping blade Cabon Steel Klein Electrician’s knife and sometimes a Black 3 D Cell Incandescent Maglite flashlight (serial number: D3049220554.)

The TI-Math Explorer was designed for elementary and middle school use. However, my sixth and seventh-grade math teacher (same person for both grades, Mrs. Phyllis Holman) was teaching us some cool math that was way ahead of the curriculum and was somehow able to get our parents to buy us each a TI-30 for her class!

In sixth grade, I used one of the many hand me down calculators that my mom’s students had discarded.

For seventh grade, I was able to convince my mom to buy me a brand new TI-30 XIIS (double line 1999 version), which I would carry in my pocket both during school and in the off hours. I would indeed sometimes carry it, but I didn’t everyday carry it.

When I was in school, I kept it in my school bag. When I was out of school, I kept it in my toolbox.

I had this calculator well into eighth grade then I misplaced it during the summer between eighth and ninth grade.

I had, believe it or not, lost interest in calculators (as well as flashlights) by this point!

It was in eighth grade that I had first learned about the TI-12 Math Explorer.

My math teacher and distant cousin, Mister Clarence Joseph Tastet, had several in his classroom which he would loan out to the students.

I never needed one of his calculators because I always had my TI-30 in his class.

By the way, one of Mr. Tastet’s amusing quirks was that he very matter of factly said, “Uh…Calculators don’t bounce!” every time a calculator fell on the floor.

He left Vandebilt Catholic High School after teaching me.

Many of the students were so durn ugly to him, I guess it was because of his temper and his no-nonsense approach to teaching. Even though we are like fourth cousins, we have the exact same temper when provoked. By the way, I will say that if you knew him outside of the classroom, he’s a really cool person and extremely smart.

At some point, I had even joked that VCHS’s math department had purchased the TI-Math Explorer in bulk because they matched the said school’s colors.

At the end of my sophomore year, I had found a gently used TI-83 Plus with no name in it, so I was able to keep it.

I would be needing one anyway for the next two math courses I was required to take.

Having this calculator briefly reignited my interest in calculators, but mostly for playing games.

During recess and class if we had free time, I would play games which I had downloaded, like 1943, Mario, Harvest Moon, and Duck Hunt. Of course, I also had to download the Mirage Operating System in order to run games written in the Assembly language on the TI-83 and TI-84 models.

I only got chewed out twice, believe it or not.

During my junior year, I had twice found a TI-Math Explorer laying on the floor.

Both times, there were the owners’ names written on the instruction card

One of them belonged to senior Katherine Mohana, which I immediately returned to her.

I forget whom the other one had belonged to, but I promptly returned that one as well.

Even back then, I guess I had fervently believed in always trying to be kind and honest.

Probably what reinforced this behavior, was that there were signs all over the school which boldly stated, “Practice Random Acts of Kindness.”

By the way, those signs should be placed in every school at every level of education, because they obviously work!

Around my senior year, I had begun to secretly covet a TI-12 Math Explorer.

However, there was only one place that sold them locally and they wanted over $25 for one.

That place was Lee’s Educational Supply in the Historical District of Downtown Houma.

Wal-Mart, Target, Office Depot/Max and even Radio Shack sold calculators that were considerably more powerful (TI-30, TI-34 and TI-36), not to mention their Casio and Sharp counterparts and the knock-off versions all for somewhat less, than what Lee’s Supply was charging for a TI-12 Math Explorer so I had hung up the idea of purchasing one.

I had other interests at the time such as collecting knives and radio equipment. My flashlight interest was also coming back. So that is what I focused my spending cash on.

Fast forward to around the age of twenty-five. I was frequently helping family, friends and now ex in-laws perform household and automotive do it yourself projects.

I was not the expert in the group, except when working on electrical or HVAC equipment, but I soon realized that a calculator which could do arithmetic with fractions, mixed numbers and decimals would be extremely useful.

Sometimes knowledge on what size socket was needed or a piece of wood needed to be cut to a precise amount or just basic arithmetic for a construction or electrical formula needed to be quickly carried out.

In November of 2012 or so, I had seen a used TI-Math Explorer in pristine condition selling for $6.99 with free shipping on eBay.

I had just enough money in my checking account, so I happily purchased it!

It came in the mail a few days later and I had begun heavily using it.

The TI-Math Explorer, while intended to be a classroom calculator, fit the bill perfectly.

Not only could it quickly convert fractions to decimals as well as add, subtract, multiply or divide fractions, decimals, and mixed numbers, it was rugged enough to be carried in a backpack or tool satchel.

It can also do exponents and has a Pi approximation constant of with a precision of 3.1415927, which is featured in lower end scientific calculators.

Furthermore, it runs strictly on solar power, which means it never needs batteries, nor will it be damaged by a leaking battery!

Due to the calculator’s rugged construction, which was to encourage use in the schoolyard, the solar cells and LCD were very protected, it made the perfect calculator for a tradesman or do it your selfer, which is virtually an unrealized market!

The keys and cabinet are made of hard plastic and it comes with a handy cover for protection when being carried or not in use.

I am, however, the only person I know of though, that used a TI-Math Explorer in a non-classroom setting.

In June of 2014, I had bought a Texas Instruments TI-36 X Pro, mainly for assistance in my experiments with weather instruments, but also for weight conversions when going to the doctor and assisting me with computer and radio scanner programming (the little that I know.)

I had kept my Math Explorer in my edc backpack though and would still use it up until about 2016.

In 2016, I had purchased a Craftsman Satchel to put all of my Craftsman tools and easily carry them whenever I needed to make a repair or assist in making a repair and I ended up placing my Math Explorer and all of the aforementioned gadgets I had carried with it in that bag.

In 2018, I had placed it and other gadgets that are sentimental to me in a tactical MOLLE pouch, that I keep near my bed.

For years, I had been wanting Texas Instruments to produce some calculators for tradespeople as other companies had done.

Lord knows their calculators are built very well, perform with high accuracy and precision not to mention they are very easy to use.

However, my opinion isn’t important enough and if it was, Victorinox would have also made a high precision thermometer for people working in the HVAC and food service industry and other companies would have made some cool gadgets that I had suggested.

When I was an HVAC student, I was playing with the idea of teaching myself machine language to write an app for graphing calculators for use in the HVAC field.

My professor, by the way, thought this was a brilliant idea, however, smartphones have become so common that they are used in place of calculators out in the field by tradespeople.

This calculator, The TI-12 Math Explorer goes above and beyond its original call of duty and my experiences with it are indeed very valid proof.

I give it a rating of 5 stars!

I guess I have a way of finding a use for devices where they turn out to be perfect solutions for situations which they were never really marketed far.

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2013 Vision of The Two Women

I had this vision around August or so of 2013.

I penned it in December of 2013.

Here it is:

And there was a rich, powerful and very influential young man. Two young women were trying to catch his affections. He learned of this and summoned both of them to his living quarters.

The first woman stood to the left of him. She was 18 years old and covered in jewelry and makeup. She wore a dark red halter top and a purple mini skirt. Her skin was tanned and her body was toned and muscular. Many young boys were attracted to her because of her scandalous ways. However, she led all of those boys to a life of misery. She was a vicious fighter and severely injured anyone who she thought was a threat. Her wanting to be with the young man was only because of his money and power. This woman was sure she could use her seductive powers to attract him.

The second woman stood to the right of him. She was 22 years old and wore no makeup nor jewelry. Her skin was quite pale and her body was pleasantly plump, but it greatly complimented her appearance. It made her very cute and innocent looking. She was clothed in a white T-Shirt and long denim jeans. No men ever paid much attention to her and therefore was a virgin. The first woman greatly mocked her for being a virgin. She was also mocked by her peers for dressing plainly. Still, she had a gentleness about her and was affectionate and loving. She did not ever fight nor did she know. She heard of the young man and desired him. She desired him because she knew he was very kind and maybe he would treat her with kindness. She didn’t have much to offer the young man or so she thought.

The young man looked at both of them.

The first woman raised her skirt to him, to which he looked away. The second woman simply smiled at him and blushed. He smiled back at her.

The first woman said “I know why you should be with me: I am not fat like her. I am much sexier than her. I can do things with you that are beyond your wildest fantasy, can she? Pick me and your life will be full of pleasure!”

The second woman said “I am not saying that you should be with me. I would like to be with you because I hear that you are single, but also I hear that you are kind-hearted. I feel much honored that you even gave me a chance to present myself to you. If you pick me, I promise that I will love you forever.”

Then the young man looked to the second woman and said “Come with me. You are so beautiful to me and I want you forever! You are the one I choose as I already know you will love me for me. You will forever be a faithful partner. I already know that as well. I want you to be my wife and our wedding will be a magnificent celebration!”

Immediately, the first woman cursed the young man. He faced her and replied “You, on the other hand, are a harlot. You have polluted many with your filth! You desired me, but for all the wrong reasons. You wanted only my money and my power. You assumed you could use your seduction to get those things, but you are dead wrong!”

The first woman became filled with rage and attacked the second woman. She slashed her face with her long fingernails and scarred it. The first woman cut off the second woman’s clothes with a blade she had concealed. She lay there on the floor in great pain, exposed and humiliation, sobbing. The first woman slapped the second woman in the head and knocked her out. She then again pulled out her blade and prepared to kill her. Immediately, the guards came and seized her.

The young man came up to the second woman and wrapped his arms around her. He gently woke her up and kissed her. As she woke up; she said: “I definitely don’t deserve you now, look how ugly I am.” The young man replied “It doesn’t matter to me, I still love you and I always will. I will get you some new clothes, and if you wish, I will get those scars removed from your face.” The second girl rested her face in his chest “I cannot fathom how much you love me, but I know it must be immensely! I can easily and simply believe that. I want to and will love you as much as I can.” He kissed her and said “That is good enough for me. Come now, I will give you a safe place to stay. And I will keep you there until we are wed.”

…Marvel not at what you just read. I can fully explain the meaning behind this vision, which I had while shopping…

The first woman represents all cults, apostate denominations/churches, and false teachers.

The second woman represents the True Christian Church and genuine believers from all denominations and fragmented churches belonging to it…

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I am a [Potential] Alcoholic

I am a [potential] alcoholic.

I’ve never drunk consistently enough to where it actually caused serious problems, but the urge in me to do so is definitely there.

In this piece, I will try to explore why I am this way.

There are plenty of alcoholics in my family tree and definitely into my extended family, on both sides.

The first time I remember consuming alcohol was in 1989. I was around the age of two. An uncle by marriage was sitting at my paternal grandparents’ kitchen table and sipping on a can of Miller Lite. For whatever reason, he gave me a sip and a few minutes later I passed out. Later that day I woke up on the floor of my grandparents’ den and Richard Simmonds was on the television.

Another time in the Summer of 1990, my parents had a few cans of Budweiser in their refrigerator. I was three and a half and opened one of those cans then took a sip, but was absolutely disgusted by the taste. The ironic part is now, in my early thirties, Budweiser is my absolute favorite beer and I thoroughly enjoy the taste of it. I remember going up to my dad and saying how the “Coke”, or what I assumed to be Coke, in the refrigerator was “sour”, then pointing to the can. My dad starting freaking out with great concern and asked, “Eric did you take a big sip?” I told him that I didn’t. Had I actually taken a big sip, he would have probably called 911 out of concern for my well being.

I can remember in the Summer of 1995, at the age of eight, I had just fully learned how to read and would read everything I could. Almost every day, I was in Conoco station where my dad would purchase Gasoline and a can of Sprite for me. I saw a sign in there that read “Ice Cold Beer.” Though I hadn’t really been exposed too much to alcohol at that point, I can remember having a strong craving for that beer. I also used to love to go to gas stations because of the smell of beer.

From 1991 to 2001, I had attended an extremely strict catholic elementary school with an extremely rigorous curriculum. It got tougher as I advanced to each grade. By Seventh Grade, (2000-2001) during the little free time I had in school, I would frequently read from the catholic Bible. The book I was particularly interested in was Sirach, which isn’t in the Protestant Bible. From reading Sirach, I had learned that alcoholic beverages were intended by God to be a way of temporarily forgetting one’s trouble and having a good time at social gatherings. It made clear sense to me. That coupled with the fact that we were constantly working on school projects which added an unnecessary amount of stress to what should have been a carefree childhood. Supposedly, this was to prepare us for a four-year college. But notice something: A lot of students attending four-year colleges frequently binge drink because of the stress brought on from the God awful load of school work they are required to do. This, back in 2001, was the catalyst, in me becoming aware that I am a [potential] alcoholic. The only reason why I didn’t become a drinker at that point is that I had no access to alcoholic beverages. The reason why catholics have no issue with drinking and even drink heavily on religious holidays could possibly be from the book of Sirach. Since Sirach isn’t in the Protestant Bible, most Protestants detest drinking altogether, though some Protestants still drink behind closed doors, but feel convicted and ashamed when doing so. Well, I myself am Protestant and have been from 2004 to 2005 and since about 2008. Case in point, I do drink behind closed doors but definitely, feel convicted and ashamed when drinking. In fact, earlier tonight, I went out on a drive and stopped at a store on my way home to make a few groceries. I almost purchased a can of cold beer, but thought better of it.

On March 15, 2003, I was sixteen and had met a pretty (and plus sized) girl while doing volunteer work. We seemed to hit it off quite well but then she dumped me a day later. I remembered what I had read in Sirach, plus many of my high school friends consumed alcohol on a regular basis. I decided to drink this pain away. So, I had invaded my parents liquor cabinet and drank as much Jack Daniels as possible. This was my first time drunk, but I must say my spirits were lifted and I was in a much better mood for the rest of the day. Whiskey causes most men to become extremely belligerent, but it makes me quite jolly and much friendlier than when I am sober.

In October of 2003, I was sixteen going on seventeen, it was Friday night and I was at a party where I had consumed five beers then half a fifth of cheap Vodka. I was very loud and very jolly but couldn’t even walk straight. I was the life of the party. It is truly by the Grace of God that I didn’t get alcohol poisoning that evening and that I eventually vomited it back up. However, this experience had cemented my love for alcohol. I eschewed the laws on the books about alcohol and had already eschewed the laws on the books about guns. This made me decide to commit to the Libertarian Party, after hearing a radio broadcast about a week later. I was a registered Libertarian from ages 18 to 19, when I became what I am today-Independent. I still have quite a few Libertarian tendencies though, but I recognize the need for some government and the Libertarians no longer appeal to me completely.

In June of 2004, at the age of seventeen, I broke down mentally and was diagnosed with Schizophrenia. I had plenty of misdiagnoses and improper treatments prior to this, but in retrospect, I showed the symptoms of Schizophrenia ever since the age of six This meant taking medication for the rest of my life, which was not to be mixed with any alcohol. For the next four years, I pretty much became a teetotaler. I took Risperdal from ages fifteen to sixteen (because of a partial misdiagnosis), then seventeen to nineteen for Schizophrenia. From ages nineteen to twenty, then twenty-three to pretty much the present day, I took and still take Geodon. From age twenty to twenty-three I took Abilify.

In 2008 I became twenty-one, the drinking age. Alcohol was tolerated with this drug, so I began to drink beer every now and then. I had income with little bills and I was of age to buy my own alcohol. Also for most of the age twenty-two, I was working and would frequently have a beer after work. My then girlfriend didn’t like it, later wife, soon to be ex-wife, because of alcohol’s effects on her family members. She assumed I’d be the same way, but she was and still is dead wrong. I’ve never done anything irresponsible or violent even at my very drunkest.

In late 2011, at the age of twenty-four going on twenty-five, I would go out drinking in a bar room with a former coworker. This was my reward for me helping him with his computer. Also, around this time, I was told by a very competent physician that one beer per day wouldn’t hurt me and would actually be quite beneficial.

Towards my late twenties, I was in an unhappy marriage. I have my own faults don’t get me wrong, but I didn’t deserve to be emotionally neglected or even put on the proverbial back burner like my wife constantly did to me. I also didn’t deserve to be constantly put down, especially where my writing was concerned. I just stuck with it though, because I had felt that doing so would honor God. A family friend would frequently drink with me and supply me with beer and whiskey. My wife hated this with a hot passion, yet she was the cause of my desire to drink.

In the Summer of 2017, this family friend took his two sons, plus my wife and I on a trip to Tennesee. One night during this trip, my wife was harping on me about everything under the sun (or moon-it was nighttime.) The family friend got aggravated with her and brought me out drinking. We came back plastered. When we got back to the cabin, I was jolly as could be and the two boys were enjoying my drunk company but my wife was cursing me out. She probably would have hit me, had no one else been there as she had done several times behind closed doors over the course of our marriage.

Later that summer due to a temptation which I eventually never actually gave in to, plus years of emotional infidelity, frequent neglect and total mistreatment, from my wife, I was desiring a divorce. The temptation, though I remained faithful to my wife, taught me that there are nicer women out there. Because of this, my wife began doing things behind my back. I had drunk so much during the period of time, that my hair began to fall out. But by the Grace of God, my hair has all grown back and is thick as ever. Despite all the drinking, I never caused any injury, no not even insult. I know durn good and well not to drive or operate machinery when under the influence. I flat out refuse to, even if I had just one little beer. It’s not worth the legal implications of a drunk driving charge.

On January 17, 2018, I had just made thirty-one and was told by a secret informant what exactly my wife was doing behind my back. I bit the bullet and decided I would leave her. In preparation for this, the same family friend took me out drinking after I admitted to him what I found out. We had gotten totally plastered that night. I was in very good spirits, frequently giggling, despite knowing what lied ahead of me, though I couldn’t stand for very long without falling. We sobered up in my car, then when the alcohol was out of my system, I drove to his house and I slept for that day.

I moved in with another friend a day later, then in May of 2018, got an apartment where I am currently staying.

Since that night in January 2018, I have casually drunk a few times, but never enough to alter my judgment or consciousness.

The reason why I am not a full-blown alcoholic is that I cannot afford enough alcohol being on the fixed income I get for being schizophrenic. I do have an addiction to flashlights, but that is a totally harmless and actually beneficial addiction that only consumes what little extra spending money I have. I look at this too as the Grace of God in just a different manifestation. I pay for my rent, necessary expenses, and utilities responsibly, so if I want a flashlight here or there, to whom does it harm? No one!

To those who criticize me for liking flashlights:

Would you rather me be a full-blown alcoholic and use my spending money on alcohol?

Flashlights are not going to cause cancer or other health problems of any kind.
Flashlights are not going to impair my judgment or coordination.
Flashlights can be used as an instrument of self-defense, whereas alcohol totally hinders self-defense.
The worst thing flashlights do is sometimes freak out neighbors or people on the street.

I’m not trying to be self-righteous and I realize some may think I am.

On the contrary, I can totally relate to and very much sympathize with people who have more dangerous addictions to whatever they may be.

It is but only by the Grace of God that I am not a full blown alcoholic, just a potential alcoholic…

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