Chapter Thirty-Five [ The armor]

Chapter Thirty-five[The Armor]

It's a cool, foggy Sunday morning, and the family gets up early to eat breakfast, get dressed, and rush to the car. "Come on, we might be late for worship!" "Rudolf exclaims, Sighing and still shaky from the foggy cold weather, “I’m still sleepy, Daddy," Robert grumbles. "Do you want to stay here alone, son? I know you only want me to carry you because you want to play sweetie." Rhoda mentions seriously as she tries to carry him in full arms adding,

"Anyway, sweetie pie, I'm not wondering why you like that. You're only three years old and still young to run in a rush hour," Rhoda teases as she asks Aunt Chel to get Ruth so that she can carry Little Robert.