Doing God a Favor
The door was slammed shut behind her by the strong wind that was whipping her face as she pulled on her red coat.
“Phew, the wind’s really whippin today isn’t it Sadie, gal” said a deep, soft voice inside her head.
“Yeah daddy, sure is,” she whispered softly to the memory.
She was glad that he was with her tonight. It seemed fitting that he be present for this. She flipped up the collar of her coat to block the bite of the wind and walked to the little one car garage behind her house and hopped in her truck. Red had always been her favorite color, so of course she’d picked the brightest red car on the lot. It wasn’t exactly the most conspicuous color, but in Tennessee any sort of truck blended in just fine.