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Teenagers Chapter 2 Grandpa s Advice
God was still scowling when Michael ushered a stoop shouldered, little old man into His office. An unruly shock of white hair rimmed a ruddy scalp with age spots. The old man's looks didn't match his spry step and bright eyes. "You may sit there, Sir" Michael instructed courteously. God's eyes widened when the old man said, "Thank you, Sonny. If there's anything else I can help you with, just let me know." "I think..." and at the man's raised finger, choked as if swallowing what...