"Well, I heard your story and I know that he wouldn't give you the best advice. I mean, prayer is good and all but you've got to hear the true story. So you allowed a white man to get you pregnant, right?" Cole began.
"I really don't see how this is your business though." I crossed my arms at him. How was someone like Caleb expected to pastor a church when all he was obviously good at was lying to pastors?
"Yeah I know, I don't see why a twenty seven year old should have any business in a place like this, being forced to pastor a place." He shrugged, smirking at me.
"You're twenty seven? You have the face of a teenager if I have to be honest with you." I pointed out, knowing how much of unnecessary details that it was.
"Hmm." He shrugged. "That's okay. Listen, I'm being forced to do s*
