MORROW dropped his head in a sigh. He found forgiveness a bit tough. So he sighed.
‘No she hate me! Wura—she hate me!’
Hellen gazed, nodding at him. She must’ve felt his heart in those words, for she pulled her seat closer for talk.
‘Look at me,’ she called. ‘Why will a woman hate her man she just got to see in five years?
‘Or why would she poison someone who came back safely?’
Then she answered herself.
‘It’s apparently because she went elsewhere. “Her heart is with someone else”—you could say that.
‘But is that what it is? D’ you think that’s everything? Yes, Mr Morrow?’
Morrow gazed up and just stared blankly.
Hellen hit hard. ‘Is this the first time a person will leave their spouse for another? I’m sure it’s a no.
‘So, will every girl who leaves her man make an attempt on his life?’
Morrow didn’t answer.
‘No, I have seen women here change spouses, but they do not murder!’ insisted the nurse. ‘So it isn’t because your wife found a new man!’
Morrow raced to respond. ‘So what it is—?’
‘Because you’re of God!’ Hellen dropped it. ‘You are of God, Mr Morrow!’
The gentleman crossed his arms right then. He listened to this new thing.
Hellen dished it.
‘Look, if you are just anyone, everything that happened would’ve been logical.
‘But you are God’s own and the seed of God resides in you. You will have a heart like His and His nature, too.
‘So evil will try to ruin this treasure in you, using whoever makes themself available.
‘Then, the fury is from hell. From the kingdom of hell.
‘But don’t be afraid at all. God who’s for you has never lost a war—and won’t start losing!
‘He doesn’t trade His own; so He won’t lose you, too!
‘He preserved you through the trench war, and then again rescued you here.
‘So smile, my good friend; God is in control!’
Morrow nodded firmly. ‘Yes, thank you! Thank you, Miss Hellen – thank you!’
He’d been comforted by those words and he kept the points too.
So as the nurse stood to take her leave, he got up and brightened up in a smile. He walked her a few metres, and thanked her some more.
That moment his brothers entered with his breakfast, and the nurse left them to talk.
Morrow decided to let go of everything base. Even the revenge he nursed, and bitterness.
And the woman he once loved, called Golden.
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