| My OC Gloria Usuriel Watercolor and Prismacolor 2013 |

Redeeming Grace: A Worried Father“Gracie!” My father’s face was inches from mine. I stared at him stupidly, my whole body rigid with fear and cold. He had both of my arms in a vice-like grip, holding me firmly upright or I think I would have collapsed back onto the bed. His face was as white as parchment paper. I’d never seen him look so truly terrified before.Redeeming Grace: A Worried Father by ~silvergabetha834
“Gracie,” my grandmother’s voice was gentler than my father’s panicked shout, “Can you hear me, sweetheart?”
I nodded quickly, not trusting my voice at the moment. Then an uncontrollable shiver wracked me and I wrapped my arms tightly around myself, att



