I looked around t her.

    quot;Ive been reading t; I finally said.

    quot;You ;  up, reminding me of t believe t only six weeks had gone by.

    quot;I ed you to know.”

    quot;Im glad you told me.”

    quot;I read t nig; I said, quot; to Job to test h.”

    S to pat my arm,  on my skin. It felt nice. quot;You ss not about God in one of ter moments.”

    quot; to him?”

    quot;I dont kno; she said.

    quot;Do you ever feel like Job?”

    Stle times.”

    quot;But you  lost your faith?”

    quot;No.quot; I kne I think I was losing mine.

    quot;Is it because you t get better?”

    quot;No,quot; s;its because its t.”

    After t, arted reading toget some to do, but my  elling me t till mighing more.

    At nig it.

    Reading to focus on, and all of a sudden everytarted to get better bet as  doing someto offend  could be more rig kno, I ted ture, and occasionally he room.

    Otimes Id be sitting beside  tc of t time, and  it. S it.

    Sometimes s I t, and I did my best, too, ts ;Is t  really means to you?quot; s it before trying again. Sometimes, t rate,  hand on my knee and all.

    One Friday nig  my  table and sat in t we could be alone.

    It ting  t been leaving his was a good change for her.

    Since sold me about opped ill as stunning as it  time Id seen  do-my mom s s inside-ook her hand.

    quot;tonig; I said.

    Surned tention back to me. quot;ting me.”

    I paused. quot;her hol