Chapter 17 - Page 238 - Trouble In Chicago

  As Jim studied the figures, Molly continued watching his face. "Let me show you something else, Jim."

  Molly set the computer up to print a statement. She clicked on "print" and the printer went into action. When it finished printing, Molly handed Jim a soft blue sheet of paper with his statement printed on it. "Every time I try to print out your statement, it comes out in soft blue. I can print anything else and it comes out on white paper."

  Jim now knew why his account still had 841 million dollars in it. "It all makes sense to me now."

  "Okay Jim," she said, leaning back and taking off her half-glasses, "explain it to me so I'll understand."

  "Molly," he said, "God took over my account. The soft blue paper is a sign, so I would know."

  Molly didn't say so, but she looked like she didn't believe God had anything to do with it. Even though Molly was a Christian, she always dealt with facts and figures. "Well, I guess that's one explanation for it."

  Jim was satisfied with his explanation. He stood to leave, still holding Shanha in his left arm. Rhasha rose too and held Jim's right arm. "Molly," Jim said, "thanks for the good work you've done. I'll see you again before we go back to Africa." Shanha was getting heavy so he set her on the floor.

  "Jim," Molly asked bluntly as she pointed to Rhasha, "are you two married?"

  "No Molly," Jim replied, "but only because of our age difference."

  "I can understand that," Molly said. "She looks so young."

  Jim could tell Rhasha and Shanha didn't like Molly much. She wasn't very friendly toward them. Jim liked her as a friend, but knew she would marry him in a heartbeat, for his money. He suspected she was jealous.