Moonlight Path
a/n: please review this is my first real story! ,
Previously in chapter 1:
I'm a widow now who lost everything important to me: my love, my joy, my hope is gone and may never come back.
Chapter 2:
I moved into a small apartment and had donated all the things that had belonged to my kids and my husband.
I got rid of them all except for a few items like my husband's wedding ring and my children's favorite blankets.
It was hard to get back to my feet and go to work after two weeks of mourning for my lost family members. It was really hard.
I was a weakling since I was born and I learned to tuck away all the bad things when I was a little girl in the hospital.
Dang it… It was already hard before with the debt and all but now it's gotten worse after…NO! Don't remember! Don't! I argued with myself in my brain while trying to speak politely to the customer.
"Um excuse?" asked a man who was probably about my age or younger.
"Oh, how may I help you?" I replied in a business like tone while faking a smile.
"I have a small question… Do you want to come to my church? You seem to be in need…" he answered as if looking straight past my perfect mask.
"Oh! I thought you needed help looking for someone! But this is different! Um… I don't know though…" I was shocked and it showed through my voice.
He looked at me and whispered, "Please will you think about it? I'm sure it would help you out… I know what happened to you."
"U-um, then sure if you think it'll help… Excuse me what's your name?" I questioned the blonde male.
"It doesn't matter. Just be at the First Star Church this Sunday," he smiled and walked away.
