No More Waiting, She Chooses Love

He went silent, but I could tell he was digging deeper.

"Why? Why won't you just tell me?" My patience was wearing thin, my hand thumping against the back of his seat.

Screech-

The car screeched to a stop, his hands gripping the steering wheel so tight his knuckles turned white. I spotted the stress on his face and my breath hitched.

"It's about money," he finally said, though his gaze was averted.

But he wasn't facing me, and I couldn't see his expression.

I thought about Susie Collins' illness, "Is it to pay for Susie's medical bills?"

Ernest rummaged through the glove compartment, pulling out a pack of cigarettes and a lighter. It took him a few tries to get it lit, "Felicia Hudson, my father was responsible for your parents' death. It's a debt of life. A debt passed from father to son. I owe you." He didn't answer my question directly but dropped this bombshell instead.

I watched him smoke, "So, how do you plan to repay this life debt?"

His cigarette trembled between his fingers, but he didn't offer an answer. Instead, he asked, "What did Lord tell you?"

our feelings, but I was too preoccupied to care, relaying

asked,

been kept for hours, "I think Lord is using me

had Shirley Travis bring

my head with all

me dead, but

redirect my anger towards the Wagner

the window, "Lord wants me to hate the Wagner family, making me aware that even if he was the

about your hatred towards the Wagner family?

you provoking me, or do you think

pressed, "If it's true that

tightened

Although had suspected my

death was linked to Herschel, I hadn't fully considered the

the police and have them pay for

a clear explanation, and sever