CHAPTER 32
“So that’s when I told him, Son, Jesus Christ is the only one who can forgive your sins, and getting those ridiculous tattoos is just your soul’s way of crying out for healing that can only come from the blood of the precious Lamb of God.”
Grandma Lucy set down her cup of tea and chuckled.
“You really said that?” Brad asked. “Right there in front of everybody?”
“Oh, yeah. We were all there, me, your mom, your cousin Jillian, and quite a few others, too. We had gone out for a quick lunch if I remember right, and I’ll tell you, that waiter’s never going to forget serving our table.”
“I guess not. Did you hear from him again?”
“Sure did,” Grandma Lucy answered. “Next Sunday he came to church just like I told him to. That afternoon we had him over for lunch, led him in the sin
