"I agree with you on the prose, but the poetic sections of Job were written by different authors than the prose portions, and they tell a different story: No bet. No Satan. A rebellious Job."
I wanted to be up before my mother. I got out of bed and I grabbed a towel and new boxers, as I went to take a shower. As I turned on the water, I dropped my shorts, and I stepped into the shower. When I got out of the shower, I was drying myself off, when there was gices knock on the door.
Bay was my mother letting me know, she had to leave early. I said Ok. As I finished drying off, I got two text messages, one from Dan asking for a ride to school, and other from my girl saying she wasn't going to make it today, since she was sick. I texted back to Dan saying I was leaving in 10 mins, and to gies out front.
I got dressed and went downstairs, my dad was reading the paper in his chair as he was drinking coffee. I told giges I would see him after school today, but he said he was going out of town for a few days for a conference and he would see me when he got back...the end of the story look at the video above ↑ ↑ ↑