It Was Holy Love
My wife was not at home, she had gone away for one month to her parents in California.
I took Suzan with me to my house. She had told me her name was Suzan but actually her name was Mona.
After... More > about a few hours, we were standing in front of my house. I took her straight to my bedroom and told her to be comfortable.
She began to cry. I gave her a glass of wine and she finished it up in one big gulp.
“We will work things out, Mona,” I tried to console her.
I was thinking about abortion, but I was sure that she was not going to agree, for it was a sin in her eyes. She did want the baby.< Less