CHAPTER 30
“So you’re feeling totally better then?” Brad asked.
Grandma Lucy leaned back in the rocking chair in her prayer room and laughed. “I told you, the devil just wanted to keep me weak and confused, probably so I couldn’t spend as much time in prayer as I normally do. But what that old fox doesn’t know is that my Lord has conquered death, hell, and the grave, and I have the blood of Jesus poured out over my soul, and God has not promised me a spirit of fear but of power and love and a sound mind. So that devil can just take his tricks and his mischief straight on out of here.”
Brad tried to smile. Tried to share Grandma Lucy’s confidence, but all he could think about was the way she had looked at him earlier and hadn’t even known who he was. Mom said the dementia symptoms came a
