She keeps at it.

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She likes causing problems.  She is good at it.  I... know why she sticks with me.

When your greatest was... of the worst sort...

When your mother was too...

When even your sister has... problems...

The long hard dark bloody road back from hell... to home?  If it be God's will.

Even His mother has called.  We... spoke.  I listened.

Even so?  Or... more so?

A final surrender, and an accounting.

Some might think this next is heretical.  I assure you, They know, and They know it isn't so.

I want what He's got and I know He's got it all.  And... she has struck the mistress and cured his heart.  Believe as you wish.  I only tell you what I see.  Suspect.  For I know nothing.

A knee to the only One, and a last task?

She has been looking.  But does she see it rightly, in the correct order?  Is she begging a place in heaven, or hell?  I... can't offer either.  Only my King may do that.  And, really, He has left it in her hands as He has left it in my hands.  I will do His will, as well as I may.  I will accept His decision, if required, I will continue to worship Him, even if denied His graces and sent to hell.  This is... as much as I can offer her.