SANDS OF DELUSION


By Tessa Harvey


Kitty toyed with her food. For quite a while now, she had struggled with food, since some older girls at school called her fat and ugly. At the time she had been a little overweight, but had since grown. She looked up. Her dad was gazing at her with a troubled frown.
    "Katherine," he spoke firmly, "you are not overweight. You need to eat properly." He gave her a kind smile. "Just eat what you can for now. Believe me, it is important."
    "Why?" spoke out Alice, "she is just dieting."
    Maria looked at her beautiful little face. She had gorgeous Asian features and looked adorable. 
Suddenly Alice lit up. "Is Kitty having a baby?!" she gasped. "Oh, wow! Is it a boy or a girl?" 
Maria spoke firmly. "It is a family secret for now, Alice. We don't know if it is a boy or girl."
    Alice looked solemn. Kitty looked at her parents. "I will eat for my baby," she declared firmly.
"And for yourself," reminded Luis. Then he read some verses from Psalm 139. "God says we are fearfully and wonderfully made. He forms each of us in our mother's womb. So much love for each of us!"
    Kitty resolved to try harder to eat. She did not know Luis's sister had died of anorexia nervosa. It was a curse he was determined should not touch his family.



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