Story Grace, Mercy and Blessings
- Thread starter PacNorWest
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Sneaker 11
RECONDO
Dear Ms Pac, it sounds as though you have a real plate full right now. I would consider it a privilege to intercede for you with our loving LORD. Please know that you are loved and appreciated here and we look forward to the day when this trial is behind you and your Mister.
In Christ's bonds,
11
In Christ's bonds,
11
accountant
Contributing Member
Ms. Pac,
You always have my prayers.
A.
You always have my prayers.
A.
PacNorWest
Veteran Member
#776
The repo man called Dal, knowing the state man was on day duty. Dal had a short list of accidents, so he referred Kirby to Skeeter; as Dal was sure Skeeter wasn't asleep yet.
"Hey Skeeter, sorry to be interrupting ya man, but I think there's a problem with Tyson's truck. Ole Freddy at the bank had me pick it up, he wants it stored inside the body shop in the fenced area." Kirby dropped his voice to a low whisper. "It looks to me like ole Tyson has been impersonating an officer. You should see what he's got stashed in the cab."
"Go ahead and pull it in. I gotta have breakfast and a shower and then I'll be over. Thanks for the tip, Kirby." Skeeter hung up with a very self satisfied smile. He wouldn't mind missing a little sleep, if he could bring down that no good Tyson.
Don drove down into town, the hospital was easy to find, the five story building was only shorter in stature than the courthouse. People were driving carefully slow and walking even more cautiously. The heavy wet snow was snarling the day's routiene.
Don stopped at the desk and asked about Hap's room number. He got eye flutters and a syrupy voice telling him which room. "Hap's still here, MR and Grandma are up there with him. Tell them DeeDee says hey." That was the sneakiest way the young woman could figure out to let the handsome stranger know her name. He certainly hadn't spared her name tag a glance.
Hap's room door was partially closed, so Don knocked softly. Mercy Rose came to the door. Her face brightened into a lovely, welcoming smile. It was enough to take the chill off Don, all the way down to his toes.
"Hi." she said softly. "It's good to see you, is everything Ok at home?" Worry about how Tyson might retaliate was never far from her mind.
"Hi to yourself. I have good news and good news. How is Hap doing? I could really cheer him up with what I've got to say." Don's deep voice washed over MR and she smiled more.
The repo man called Dal, knowing the state man was on day duty. Dal had a short list of accidents, so he referred Kirby to Skeeter; as Dal was sure Skeeter wasn't asleep yet.
"Hey Skeeter, sorry to be interrupting ya man, but I think there's a problem with Tyson's truck. Ole Freddy at the bank had me pick it up, he wants it stored inside the body shop in the fenced area." Kirby dropped his voice to a low whisper. "It looks to me like ole Tyson has been impersonating an officer. You should see what he's got stashed in the cab."
"Go ahead and pull it in. I gotta have breakfast and a shower and then I'll be over. Thanks for the tip, Kirby." Skeeter hung up with a very self satisfied smile. He wouldn't mind missing a little sleep, if he could bring down that no good Tyson.
Don drove down into town, the hospital was easy to find, the five story building was only shorter in stature than the courthouse. People were driving carefully slow and walking even more cautiously. The heavy wet snow was snarling the day's routiene.
Don stopped at the desk and asked about Hap's room number. He got eye flutters and a syrupy voice telling him which room. "Hap's still here, MR and Grandma are up there with him. Tell them DeeDee says hey." That was the sneakiest way the young woman could figure out to let the handsome stranger know her name. He certainly hadn't spared her name tag a glance.
Hap's room door was partially closed, so Don knocked softly. Mercy Rose came to the door. Her face brightened into a lovely, welcoming smile. It was enough to take the chill off Don, all the way down to his toes.
"Hi." she said softly. "It's good to see you, is everything Ok at home?" Worry about how Tyson might retaliate was never far from her mind.
"Hi to yourself. I have good news and good news. How is Hap doing? I could really cheer him up with what I've got to say." Don's deep voice washed over MR and she smiled more.
beaglemama
Contributing Member
Glad you're feeling well enough to post this, Pac. Thank you for the new chapter.
sssarawolf
Has No Life - Lives on TB
A very big thanks you Pac.
223shootersc
Veteran Member
Thanks as always, Pac! Good stuff!