Or sleep and nothingness. Which? How to know?
The phone rang. He set the book and the pills on the table as he rose to pick up the receiver. "h.e.l.lo?"
"Ezra." Esther"s voice. For ten, twelve heartbeats there was silence on the line. Then she said, "I ... I have been thinking. Perhaps ..."
"... loses his life for My sake will find it." The phrase rugged at him like a lodestone.
"Perhaps we should talk," Esther was saying.
"Yeshua ... He will protect ..."
Ezra cleared his throat. "Yes. Perhaps we should."
THE MOVING PRISON.
end.