Alive?
A church lady goes out with one of the young parishioners… As soon as he let the police in, I confronted Pastor John, and demanded an annulment. “Wh?” he folded the Warrant, “What for?” “Do you know what they’re looking for in your office?” I pointed at the door. Unlocked, of course. It doesn’t even have a lock, he said himself his doors are always open. There wouldn’t even be a bar on the doors to the Sanctuary if it weren’t for the local delinquents, breaking in. “Pornography. Child pornography.” I knew he liked lewd pictures, “Some of them little boys’.” I choked up, but he looked around, and pulled me into the south transept. “Keep your voice down!” “I’m livid! I was married in this church. You,” I snapped a nail on his breastbone, …