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I went to read my Bible , in the backyard .

It wasn't big enough , but not small either .

Beautiful flowers bloomed there , lavender , daisies and daffodils , only a ray of sunlight fall on them , making the scene look more satisfactory .

" It's beautiful isn't it ?" I looked back to see , Luca standing there ,

or should I say laying comfortably on the door .

" why do you pop up again and again ?" I wondered .

" God ! .... you look beautiful !" he came near me , leaving an inch between us .

I didn't breathe .

" your eyes , mhhmmm , Father I would have .... !" he didn't completed his sentence . instead smiled .

I blinked several times .

" This is not the way to speak to a priest ," I told him , trying to act normal .

" Is it not good to praise the beautiful things ?" he asked ; still close enough .

I turned away .

" You should leave , it's not lunch time yet !" I told him , staring at one of the flowers .

" well okay , I just praised your eyes , and you already have a problem !" he complained while looking at ground and playing with his feet .

" it's just simple brown .... many people have that colour !" I stated the fact .

He looked at me , as if I wronged him .

" There's a Myth that says Brown eyes used to shine bright like a moon and to hide their Charm, they were colored by the Rivers of Heavens Honey !" he smiled .

" But I think , heavens had a side effect in yours , because they still shine like that !" he said .

I didn't know what to say him.

He already made me blush twice already .

I can't take him anymore .

" Luca , please leave !" I told him , leaving the backyard , and went to my room , locking it .

I didn't heard anything for a several minutes , and then I heard a loud bang of the door .

" Fine !!!!!! I WAS JUST TRYIN TO BE FRNDLY , MR . WILLIAM !" HE SHOUTED IN ANGER .

and then he I heard him cursing at me .

" he is still a kid , leave him alone !" I muttered to myself .

For a moment I wished he came back , but it's good , like this . it's easier .

Next day , After the mass was over , I prayed on people for several minutes , some told me , about their headache that isn't going , some complained about their job , some feared their wives , some wives complained about their drunkard husbands , and then that man arrived , " Father William , please pray for my sons !" he appealed .

" Sure !" I put my hand on his head , but it had started shaking .

No ! don't right now !

After I prayed for him , he mentioned that one of his son is here , " Lucas ! Lucas !" and he hurried to his father's request , Lucas was Luca , his hair shimmered under the sun , and it looked too greasy , well buttoned shirt .

He looked more like a man today .

there wasn't a single thing similar to him yesterday.

" Morning Father !" he didn't looked at me and just scoffed looking at the other way .

" Morning !" I greeted him .

" This is my son Lucas . He is ill-mannered . please pray for him too !"

" ohkay !" I muttered . I placed my hand lightly on his head . After the pray ,he immediately ran out.

"See , he is a bad kid ." he laughed .

The most tensed thing , that I saw was , that people were afraid of him ..

His aura was at crack to loose it .

Later I went home on foot .

Jonathan had already placed my meal on the kitchen counter .

With a note saying , that he is leaving for market to buy groceries.