Lisa and Abigail were friends for 32 years. Seems they knew each others thoughts, kind of like the closeness of David and Jonathan. Lisa came from a large family: 6 sisters and three brothers. Abigail was an orphan who had trouble speaking. She made silly noises that only Lisa appreciated.
When Lisa was cold, Abigail offered warmth. When Abigail was not up to par, Lisa offered kind words. Some said they were friends that stuck closer than a brother.
Over the years, Lisa would get annoyed with Abigail, and threatened to end their friendship. Abigail was the resolute one, whose mood remained constant in the face of the occasional curse. Hard to say how Abigail retained her composure year after year of ups and downs, with fits and starts of love and hate.
They traveled together many years and countless miles. Wedding, funerals, graduations, recitals, job relocations, they were the epitome of faithfulness and enjoyed a rare ‘non-judgment zone.’ But stuff happens. We do things we should not. We wish we could take things back.
Yep, you guessed it, then came the day. Lisa could no longer endure the grunts which she once thought were amusing, and in a moment of unannounced despair, she drove Abigail to the side of a mountain, where they were found years ago to picnic by the ocean; she got out, said goodbye, prayed to herself, asked God to forgive her, and sent Abigail to a certain end over a California cliff.
There were tears. There were witnesses. Lisa admitted her crime.
Now then friend and reader. Considering the grace of God and the weakness of men and women, what pray tell should be done to Lisa?
(P.S. If you need a question answered, feel free, but do post a reply, and I’ll give you my heads up in due time. With a shout out to Wally Fry)
Here is part 2.