Lounging on his bed later that day, he absentmindedly looked around as he turned the pages of his Bible. There was a spider web in the far corner of the ceiling of his room he hadn’t noticed.
“Have you read that chapter yet, Jeremy?”
His mother’s voice floated right past him. This is so unfair, he thought, his sister was such a brat and he was always the one to get in trouble.
“Jeremy!”
His eyes partially cleared. What was he supposed to be doing? Oh, yea, he was supposed to read something out of the Bible. What was it?
“JEREMY LYNDEN!”
His head swiveled to his mom in the doorway, “Yeah, mom?”
Was that steam coming from his mother’s ears? Her face was red and her left eye twitched. She spoke though tight lips, “I have been calling you. Didn’t you hear me?”
His face was as blank as an empty chalkboard.
A strand of wavy brown hair fell in her face and tickled her nose. She brushed it back with a sigh. Rubbing her temples she asked, “What chapter are you reading?”
“Chapter?”
Her body trembled now and her voice was a notch higher, “If you can’t choose a chapter in the Bible, I’ll choose one for you. Psalms one hundred nineteen.” She turned and left the room.
Jeremy coolly turned the pages to find Psalms 119. It was 176 verses long!
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