Samuel
I pray to blades of grass
To find forgiveness in the weeds
To find forgiveness in the weeds
Sam nodded, though he was indeed, very worried about this now. If he seemed fine, why did she need to check? Why had she looked worried at first? He tried to put it out of his mind for the moment, but he knew it would certainly come back later. "..Okay, well um...be sure to let me know when you know, please."
Her faith in him was touching, especially in the current time where it felt like few people had any, and he nodded, determined to try and justify it. "I hope so. Thank you, ..mother. For the chance." After he had been replenished, Sam stood up, eager to go and try begin.
{FIN}
