Next New Age Abraxas 2:23-30

Late... that was not a word you could usually assign to Faith, who was true to her name faithful and faithfully eager to learn more from her mother... But her worry and fear over her "affliction" was becoming harder and harder to ignore as it started to take over parts of her life. Enough so that she could be late to a sermon from her own beloved mother. The girl slunk into the building with an uncharacteristic lack of pomp or ego, her head ducked slightly and settled herself on the other side of her brother, sliding in closer to him than might be considered normal. Seeking comfort from her brother's familiar form and doing her best to not let her stress show as she turned her attention towards her mother, reaching for a strip of jerky to try and keep her mind busy while she waited.

"Speech"