Curtis slipped the book he was reading into his backpack before jumping into his dad’s car. He was still trying to figure things out; he wasn’t ready to explain why he felt the need to read this book.
When Curtis got home, he went straight to the room he shared with his older brother. He pulled the book out of his backpack and stared at the cover. “The Holy Bible” was inscribed in gold letters. His friend Randy had given the book to him. Curtis had attended a few club meetings on campus with Randy. Everyone there was always talking about Jesus and the Bible. They all thought it was incredible to be known by God and to be able to trust Him.