Chapter Twenty-one
Matthew watched the congregation with interest. Nobody was behaving peculiarly, so they had to assume the sheep slayer was not in the room. The villagers were all chattering excitedly, angrily in some cases, and in spite of the circumstances, Matthew felt good. The meeting had been a brilliant idea. Bringing the villagers up to speed and making them realise it couldn’t and wouldn’t be Matthew and Isaac killing the sheep had turned them back around, regained their confidence, their trust. Of course, it was crap they’d lost it in the first place, but when he tried, really tried, to put himself in their shoes, he could see how bad it looked for him and his brother. Without the full moon factor, it likely wouldn’t have been an issue, but with that big fat coincidence thrown
