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THE TENSION IN THE 4:30 p.m. Vigil Mass is palpable. I have observed that there is nothing quite so good for Mass attendance as being accused of murder. It turns out that having a member of your congregation accused is nearly as good. Except this time, I don’t find it amusing. When it was me, I knew I was innocent and I could appreciate the humor of my situation. But this time, someone I care about is being accused, someone who might be, God forbid, guilty, and I find the morbid curiosity appalling. For the record, I am not talking about the hurting members of the Acutis Society. There are a few new faces, and a few missing ones, but I see the battle lines being drawn, just as both Mae and her brother Dominic described. Gladys usually sits up front with Nate but this time a whole row o
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