J03 J0nAS ANdd I...(chAPt3R 1) [DaD]
" I don't know what to do dad, guide me to a good path." Pastor Paul is the closest thing I have to a father. He is always there when I need him to give me advice and guidance. I even call him dad, and he goes along with it. " I'm telling you this as a father, not a pastor. You are too young to be out in this world unsure of your future. You need to be able to depend on someone other than yourself. Iwant to be that person, because quite frankly, I don't trust anyone else for the job.' He added with a smile. 'Chanel, I'm not going to take 'no' for an answer. And, I've already discussed it with the Mrs. You're to stay in our house as a guest- and if it'll make you feel better, you can pay us rent." Because I opened my mouth to object, he added that last part. I smiled at his generousity, sighed then said, "I would accept but- its just that, I don't habe a job to pay you enough rent." A small silence followed this, which made it very uncomfortable for me, but I didn't dare break it. "Joe, my son, is always complaining that he needs a hair dresser... You could do that, instead of paying us rent," then he looked up at me. I took that as my cue to break my silence. Well, that could work," I said keeping my voice slow and even. With a startling jump Paul said, "Well, then it's settled, go home and pack your things." He joined his hands, and smiled. "Thank you dad, for everything you do for me. I really appreciate it." "Don't worry about iy. Denise and I wouldn't have it any other way. And plus, I promised your mother I would keep an eye on you." "Thank you," I said again, giving him a hug.