The Story From Joseph.

Snippet Stories On Sunday.

I look up just in time as the water splash on my face, the roof is leaking, it rains and i am cold. I have on a rag piece of cloth to cover myself, that is all I am left with in this prison after the queen tried to rape me. For I refused to sleep with her, I cannot commit such great wickedness against the lord.

“Art thou well brother?” I spoke to Titus, my prison mate, he is not looking good, his forehead forms a crease as his elbow prop against his thigh.

“Sleep eludes me brother” he said. I shake my head,  he is afraid. Four nights ago, the king’s…

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