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Show Coffee Drinkers Preferred Page 196 of 307 literally means small spirit, or in English we will all recognize: cowardly. Not brave Nephi has come to accept certain aspects of his personality. I prefer to think of myself as prudent when others might call me cowardly. That my own conscience would call me cowardly, or pusillanimous, in short, a pussy, was something that I could not bear. Nor could I bear this man calling Sarah a slut. He was a closed chapter. A mistake. A ghost from a past she never wanted to meet again. He had no right to terrorize this family. "There's no call for that kind of language now." I said in my most authoritative voice, my mouth quite near the door. Pound. Pound. Pound. "You whore! I will kill him. Do you hear me! I will kill him. " Sarah held the phone up to the door so the 911 operator could hear him, "Can you hear that. He's going to kill us." Then she whispered to me, "That was thoughtful but very stupid. He's a maniac, Nephi." "We'll be fine." "Hey cocksucker! Do you hear me cocksucker! Open this door and act like a man! Are you a man? Are you sleeping with my wife! You're a dead man! Do you hear me!" Pound. |