She pulled into the garage of her two-bedroom semi-detached building and walked out briskly slamming the door behind her. Freezing at the sight of a woman in front of her doorstep, it looked like the woman had been there for quite some time, and she became slightly annoyed at the intruder's presence.
She stole a quick glance at her, picking her things from the back seat, she was an old, granny type of woman probably in her late 60s or thereabout, with long thick dread locs, wearing a pink sweater over a long flowered skirt.
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Short StoryA CHRISTIAN SALVATION STORY She stiffened at the sight of the rope ,but she knew she had to do it , she climbed onto the little stool and wrapped the rope round her . * * * * * * * * * * "Tabitha come"she heard a voice appeal to her. "No , no one's...
