((Thanks. I suppose I'll start then. Thanks again. ^^))
Elizabeth turned to stare at the young man, her jaw set in anger. She pointed a finger at him and snapped, "You better keep your hands to yourself boy. God is watching you." With that, she turned away, cutting the conversation off. She picked up the book of daily prayers that had been resting in her lap, and began to read through them. She flipped the page furiously, as if with each new prayer, God would help her gain control over the situation.
