ameria was siting on. Hre desk chair , cryibg in silemce. jt was just oo much for herr
"America waht is wrogn?" asked rusia puting his hqnd on america slhouder
americ snilfed wile wiping her tear "rusdia. do yio evre thing about all yhe unborn children being murder? she said while tring not ot cry "the lord is sad Rus ia........ imaginr if our betiful son. had ben avorted." she xontinued cryiing












