" Samuel told me about your little problem" Reverend Elijah spoke to her in a soft voice. He was a good man with a very gentle appearance. Angy had spent most of her childhood days in his house she views him as more of an uncle figure than anything. It was because she cared about him that she didn't want to hurt his feelings by not coming here today. Now that her problem wasn't much of a problem anymore and was turning out to be a rather good thing, she didn't want to risk the chances of exposing it to anyone
" He told me you wanted to talk to me about it?"
" Certainly. But first, why don't you tell me exactly what it was you saw"
" didn't Sam already tell you?"
" He did, but I would like to hear it from you" The old Reverend placed a hand on her shoulder seeing how tense she had becom
