Chapter Seventeen
The following day was Sunday. Brutch and Martin"s family went to church. Brutch realized that everyone here was Christian. He couldn"t remember when last time he was in church. The hymns they sang he never heard them before, but he felt himself moving to the irresistible melody of the hymns.
"In our meeting this morning we have a visitor. What we know is that he is a man of a good heart for, he has resuscitated one of Mayor Tarris" men from death," said the priest presiding over the service.
Brutch hesitated to stand up, but he thought maybe this was an opportunity to ask for help to be taken back to his own time.
"My name is Brutch Bulchi," he introduced himself.
Everyone looked at him as he was speaking in his bold and modern twenty first century accent.
“I"m from
