It was my wedding night. I was so tired, I needed a bath and a rest. We had danced so much my back was aching. My husband was beginning to have funny ideas. He was beaming like a new born baby. Well, I wouldn't blame him; any man in his position would not joke with this night because I was a warrior during our courtship". No... no hugging, no pecking, no holding, no touching, no tapping current, no weather for two, Sexual purity till my marriage was top on my list. The Knock came. I was thinking, half past eleven (11:30pm). Is that room service, I wondered. Then, with eyes popping. I heard my mother in-law's iron like voice: "Tise, Micheal, open the door". Micheal jumped up from the bed, rushed to the door and opened it for his mum. My Mother in-law walked in, sat down majestically and asked us to sit down too. "Tise, I don't know if anyone ever told you? There is a curse on my husband's family line. The men in their family don't prosp...
The Musings of an Anglican Priest.