Rob spoke softly, as if the children would hear, as if they weren’t zooming through the yard next door.Rob closed the window gently, tuning out the last and best of her distractions. Karol welcomed the silence, knowing that things had been leading to this all along.She sat down on the floor with her back against the couch. Her legs crossed in front of her.Rob took her hand and pulled her onto the couch, where they sat facing each other. “Everyone is praying for us, I hear. I even found out from some guys at church today that this is all a result of my ‘problem’ with pornography.”“Rob—”“I do not have a problem with pornography, Karol. I struggled with it in college, but you knew that. I can’t say that it’s easy being on a computer all the time at work and never knowing where a naked woman is going to pop up, but I do everything I can to keep it out of my sight and trust God for the rest. The men I saw this morning, men who are supposedly ‘praying for me’ aren’t men who know me.
