Even the old Linda. I sank to the glowing floor, trembling, my auburn hair spilling about my face. Sex desi At Lucifer. Don’t erase me.”
I stood torn between desires. I had given the Devil all of creation? “Let me do it,” I whispered. We used to be good Christians, but then we learned about all of this truth. “I wouldn’t be so cruel.”
“That’s up to you to decide. I squeezed his hand. A figure too large for any human to truly grasp. I couldn’t read God’s emotions. You couldn’t have brought yourself to erase her. If it left obvious traces, it wouldn’t be effective, but it can’t hide the traces.
