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on a table. The Bible had lain there for weeks, untouched. She sat on the couch and flipped to Matthew. She read one passage and then another. Nikki closed the Bible and put her hand to her mouth, reflecting on what she had just read. She leaned her head back, staring into space. âLord, you said, âAsk and ye shall receive.â Well, I am asking you. Please deliver my child. Thatâs what I need to receive. Deliverance for Psalm.â
She swallowed hard. âI know you said if we just have faith the size of a mustard seed, we can move mountains. Well, I donât know how big a mustard seed is, but Iâm having an issue of faith right now. Please heal my unbelief.â
Maybe William was right. Maybe God had already delivered Psalm. Maybe thatâs why the child was playing so freely and showing no apparent effects of illness. Maybe the insurance had been denied because she didnât need the surgery. Nikki smiled a bit wryly. She knew she could be hasty to action at times, and a bit high-strung. Faith was still new for her.
Nikki had seen Williamâs attachment to church and religion very early in their relationship and had worked to be a woman who had the same attachments. He was thrilled when she joined his church, the choir and even became an usher.
But sometimes that transformation showed a few cracks. Like now. Nikki went to church most Sundays and sometimes studied her Bible. She made sure to do what she thought to be rightâshe didnât cheat on her husband and she tried to treat people with kindness. But Nikki had a hard time trusting in what was outside of her control, and relying on prayer to heal her daughter just made her uncomfortable.
She had read about miracles in the Bible and had heard testimonies in church, but she couldnât cite any instance in her own life where she had let go and let God handle something dear to her. No matter what hard time she and William faced, she always tried to look for a practical solution, not a faith answer. She wasnât raised that way, and certainly lifeâs hard knocks had taught her to be careful about trust.
Nikki fingered the outline of the frame around Psalmâs photo and took a deep breath.
She would try this thing called faith.
Chapter 15
Danielle told Troy he could come over. She quickly showered and slithered into a new Victoriaâs Secret purple thong and bra set. She raced the vacuum across the floor and squirted Febreze in the air. Danielle sprayed Victoriaâs Secret perfume behind each ear, dabbed it between her breasts, and, for good measure, on her thighs. She popped an Altoid into her mouth. Old Luther Vandross ballads flirted with the air and a bottle of white wine chilled in the refrigerator.
Danielle always knew how to please a man. She had learned at an early age that she could get whatever she wanted if she acted nicely and looked pretty, both of which were art forms to her. Tonight, she would make Troy declare fidelity to her. After all, why would he want to be with anyone else when he had her?
Stepping into her Louis Vuitton red dress, Danielle had to twist a bit to zip it. âHmm,â she said, eyeing the faintest beginning of a love handle as she held her breath to let the zipper glide over it. âOh, well, Troy wonât care about that.
Iâm still finer than whoever it is he was with before me. And I look good.â
Knock! Knock! Knock!
Danielle quickly stepped into her pumps, took a last look into the mirror and walked toward the door. She waited for a second knock and fanned her faceâthere was no sense in looking as if she had been sitting around waiting for him.
She slowly opened the door and a smiling Troy pushed into her place. His skin was dark like midnight and the clearest she had ever seen on a man. His hair was cut close, with tiny waves making her want to stroke his head. His dark, strong, firm lips curved into that ever-present cocky smile that always
She swallowed hard. âI know you said if we just have faith the size of a mustard seed, we can move mountains. Well, I donât know how big a mustard seed is, but Iâm having an issue of faith right now. Please heal my unbelief.â
Maybe William was right. Maybe God had already delivered Psalm. Maybe thatâs why the child was playing so freely and showing no apparent effects of illness. Maybe the insurance had been denied because she didnât need the surgery. Nikki smiled a bit wryly. She knew she could be hasty to action at times, and a bit high-strung. Faith was still new for her.
Nikki had seen Williamâs attachment to church and religion very early in their relationship and had worked to be a woman who had the same attachments. He was thrilled when she joined his church, the choir and even became an usher.
But sometimes that transformation showed a few cracks. Like now. Nikki went to church most Sundays and sometimes studied her Bible. She made sure to do what she thought to be rightâshe didnât cheat on her husband and she tried to treat people with kindness. But Nikki had a hard time trusting in what was outside of her control, and relying on prayer to heal her daughter just made her uncomfortable.
She had read about miracles in the Bible and had heard testimonies in church, but she couldnât cite any instance in her own life where she had let go and let God handle something dear to her. No matter what hard time she and William faced, she always tried to look for a practical solution, not a faith answer. She wasnât raised that way, and certainly lifeâs hard knocks had taught her to be careful about trust.
Nikki fingered the outline of the frame around Psalmâs photo and took a deep breath.
She would try this thing called faith.
Chapter 15
Danielle told Troy he could come over. She quickly showered and slithered into a new Victoriaâs Secret purple thong and bra set. She raced the vacuum across the floor and squirted Febreze in the air. Danielle sprayed Victoriaâs Secret perfume behind each ear, dabbed it between her breasts, and, for good measure, on her thighs. She popped an Altoid into her mouth. Old Luther Vandross ballads flirted with the air and a bottle of white wine chilled in the refrigerator.
Danielle always knew how to please a man. She had learned at an early age that she could get whatever she wanted if she acted nicely and looked pretty, both of which were art forms to her. Tonight, she would make Troy declare fidelity to her. After all, why would he want to be with anyone else when he had her?
Stepping into her Louis Vuitton red dress, Danielle had to twist a bit to zip it. âHmm,â she said, eyeing the faintest beginning of a love handle as she held her breath to let the zipper glide over it. âOh, well, Troy wonât care about that.
Iâm still finer than whoever it is he was with before me. And I look good.â
Knock! Knock! Knock!
Danielle quickly stepped into her pumps, took a last look into the mirror and walked toward the door. She waited for a second knock and fanned her faceâthere was no sense in looking as if she had been sitting around waiting for him.
She slowly opened the door and a smiling Troy pushed into her place. His skin was dark like midnight and the clearest she had ever seen on a man. His hair was cut close, with tiny waves making her want to stroke his head. His dark, strong, firm lips curved into that ever-present cocky smile that always
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