"Reverend Camden?" Martin poked his head into the office.

"Oh, Martin, come on in. I was just finishing up my sermon for tomarrow. It is called ' What you Feel, Is What You Should do.' Personally, I think it's one of my bests," He got up and walked over to Martin by the door. "So, what did you want to talk about."

"Well, I more, really wanted to tell you somthing," he said looking down at his feet. He felt a little weird after the 'what you feel is what you should do' sermon.

"Okay, shoot."

"Ya know how Ruthie is looking for a boyfriend?" Martin put a bit of emphasis on the word looking.

"Well, ya. Why do you ask? Is she going out with an older guy again?" Martin gulped hardly at this, but was able to pass it off as clearing his throat.

"Um, well, ya." He said looking up, witha pretty obvious face.

"What's his name?" Said the reverend with a stern look on his face.

"Hmm...Martin...Martin Brewer," said Martin stepping back as he saw the Reverand go a little red in the face.

"You...you and Ruthie...are dating?" He put a little emphasis on the word dating, but Martin didn't want to say anything do to the fact that he was going to be the obe to decide if they go out or not anyway.

"Ya. We are. And I want to continue dating her, only with your blessing," said Martin, trying to look streight into Reverend Camdens eyes. He failed miserably.

Reverand Camden turned around and sat on his desk. He had a kind of stoney look on his face. Like some one had just shoved him into a cement Roller and cracked him open.

"I'm sick of Ruthie getting hurt."

"Which is why she should date me," Martin said, instantly, like a reflex.

"So, you're saying that you intend to never hurt Ruthie. Stay with her for the rest of your life?" He said with a quizzical look on his face.

"Yes. I do. If you'll let me," Said Martin firmly. "I intend on staying with her as long as I possibly can. If we ever do break up, it would be because she broke up with me. I need your daughter so much! I don't know if it's love, but I know it's pretty close. Right now, She just needs you to support us. I need you to support us," Martin said simply. He knew what he wanted. He couldn't believe that Reverend Camden would think that he would ever intentionally hurt Ruthie.

"You'll go out with her even of I say no."

"Correct, sir," said Martin looking as serious as ever.

"Then..." Reverand Camden got up and walked over to Martin and put his hand on his shoulders, "you can date her."