prayer book

She stood in the checkout line, flipping through the book and when it came her turn she had Diego, the checkout kid, scan it so she could find out the price -- $10.99. She said, “I’ll take it,” which served, at least this day, to answer the question: who on God’s green earth buys a book titled “How Prayer Can Help Your Marriage.” No editorial comments at the checkout, of course. It wouldn’t’ve been polite and Diego didn’t seem to care. He was worried about all the homework he still had waiting for him. The guy behind just wanted things to keep moving. He was missing football. The lady two back did wonder a few things, though: 1) why doesn’t she just lose about 45 pounds and 2) God only knows what the chapters are titled. She had a few suggestions for those, of course: A Prayer to Make Him Stop Farting and A Prayer to Make Him Do A Little More Than Nothing Around the House. She was pretty proud of herself. Ok, she felt a little bad about the weight crack. But just a little.