Mar 21, 2005 00:53
They say he will come back to me, my boy. The glow princess, and the pretty goddess.
The Lord said he might, too.
They all say I must have faith.
I have a lot of faith.
I can be patient.
Father Richard has made my home pretty. I have a proper bed now, and comfortable seats. He gave me candles, and pictures, and made it all snug and warm for me. All down underneath the earth, underneath the Lord's house.
The Lord will watch over me here, and He will watch over Father Richard, too.
Little William has his warm basket, near my bed. We will be happy here, together.
I will keep my Spike in my heart, until he comes back to be in my arms.
I prayed all day, to make the screaming quiet. It's gone away for a little while, but it will come back. They never let me comfort them. I want to comfort them. I'm so sorry. They hurt, like I did. I was a very bad girl. But I will make it all better. I will be a good girl again, and the Lord will be proud of me.
Today, I saw a talking duck.