Chapter 6
Paul chewed his gum nervously. He parked farther away than he planned. Although he arrived early for the service, other parishioners from Celebration and the neighboring towns were creating traffic to the church. He didn’t park at Ward’s house, embarrassed that he hadn’t contacted him about Christmas dinner, which he skipped.
He had grappled all day on what to do. He should’ve come to dinner. That he knew. But he worried that after dinner, the family wanted to go to Mass and that would’ve placed him in a position that he wasn’t comfortable with and yet here he was, walking through oak lined streets, with houses brightly displaying Christmas lights on their porches and windows. Ward, Benji, Leesa, and James only had to walk a few blocks away to get to the church. Paul, on the
