CHAPTER EIGHT
“ Do you remember the story about the paralytic man and his friends” Mum says after managing to calm herself.
I do remember a story about a paralyzed man and his friends, the one where out of the persistence and determination of the sick man’s friends, he got healed by Jesus. But I doubt that it would be what mum wanted to hear about, so in order not to appear dumb, I shook my head in denial.
“So you don’t know the story of Jesus and the paralytic ehh Allison?” She says raising her voice a little and giving me an additional stern look.
Well I’ll be damned. Rolling my eyes with my face turned safely away from Mum, I reply:
“I know it, I just don’t see how my story relates to h......., oooh I see it now” I say in the midst of my epiphany, all wide eyed and humbled.
“He w
