The Discipline Of Grace Novels & Stories

she inquired, "is it true you were boxing for money before?" "Yeah." "It must've been hard in such places." Her voice dripped with feigned concern. "But you're home now, so no need for such tough work anymore." "Tough work?" I was puzzled by her logic. "I mean, boxing isn't really for girls." Alice's smile was patronizing. "You could take up flower arranging or piano. Mom's quite good at it." Catherine's laughter chimed in, her arrogance effortless and unearned. "I'm not interested in the piano." I said, my tone deliberate, "I'm planning to run the family business."

"You've been killing people. Erasing them from reality—" "I've been experimenting," Grace corrected. "Trying to understand dimensional mechanics. Trying to figure out how to exist properly. Do you know what it's like, Mommy? Being three years old with consciousness that spans dimensions? Having thoughts that don't fit in human brain? Understanding things that can't be spoken in language?" "You're a child—"

A bead of sweat immediately appeared on Derek's forehead. “Ma'am, I only speak this freely around you. When it comes to real work, I won't let you down.” Despite his smile, he couldn't hide his nervousness. Grace spent years fighting her way through the business world. She possessed real authority. And when she was angry, she could be genuinely intimidating. “Alright, get back to work.” Grace waved him away dismissively. She had plans of her own. Now that she decided to start building a circle of people loyal to her, she had no intention of doing things halfway.

remarked the woman with the round breasts, her tone laced with skepticism. "I know, right? People had doubts about Christ until he saved the world," Grace replied with a serene smile. But Susan's annoyance only intensified. "So what? Are you implying you're divine now?" she retorted cynically. Grace felt her irritation rise. She paused in her photocopying, fixing a steely gaze on Susan. "No, Susan, I'm not claiming divinity. But I am a child of God, and I have no dealings with devils. That's all," she declared firmly before returning to her task, shooting Susan a withering glare.