It was the Almighty himself who’d put the watch in her hand. Way back when she was still her daddy’s Tater-Tot. He had looped the golden chain around her wrist and smiled. “Have fun,” he said.
As she lay in her crib, the soothing tick-tick-ticking put her at peace. “There’s no need to hurry through this,” God had told her, “take your time and choose wisely.”