// m //
he closes the door
and glares at me
"my child, why are you here? all of the others are at breakfast"
i lie and let him eat my concern
"i was going to see if brother jackson wanted to eat with me. he's been ever so lonely these days"
i can almost taste him wanting to drive nails in my hands
it's amazing how the lord aids his effort to throw the key away
"he is not well right now. he was regarding to me with his..."
swallow
"...spiritual problems. he will join you in a little while, but why not join me to the mess hall? the lord's work must be fulfilled or else we risk losing fellow believers to the devil's realm. come, my child"
he puts his arm around me and when I try to resist, he pushes me forward, away from the door.
"we mustn't dwell on what mustn't be. let us away"
i think God wants me to dwell on it
