From June 6, 2020
It was last Monday night. Nurse Rose was looking at my bookcase. She asked, “Don’t you have a Bible.” I told her I had one. It was the African Bible. She pulled it off the shelf and began thumbing through it.
From June 6, 2020
It was last Monday night. Nurse Rose was looking at my bookcase. She asked, “Don’t you have a Bible.” I told her I had one. It was the African Bible. She pulled it off the shelf and began thumbing through it.
