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.