Internal Voice and Her Request

A message came to me but I said no
The voice was persistent and insistent
I asked my husband to do it for me
He said no too

I was exhausted; I had just given my children a bath.
The voice would not let up. I finally jumped up and took a library book back.
Which was insane, for it was after hours, the library was closed.

There were fourteen lost teenage girls at the library that night.
They were crying and scared. I had a large station wagon.
I took them back to their school buses. 
That was 1984.
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Hankins Avatar
August 8, 2021 at 9:36 AM
It always pays to listen to that inner voice. I know. It has guided me many times throughout my life.
Krutsinger Avatar
August 9, 2021 at 2:45 PM
The inner voice has never steered me wrong, and has saved my life at least three times.
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