Chapter 13

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Ruth and I had a long talk about Donald. She sat across from me, in the chair Donald had used so many times. I asked her if she thought this turn of events was something that might have been predicted. Ruth asked, "Did Donnie ever tell you he talked about becoming a minister? This was years ago, of course." "Yes. But he made it sound like something he said to placate your father. Though he also said he missed church." "How much do you know about the Missouri Synod?" I gave a snort. "Enough to know I don’t want anything to do with it. Oh, sorry; I hope that wasn’t offensive." She laughed. "You can’t say enough bad things about it to offend me. But back to your question…. I just don’t know. On one hand I was horrified when you told me what had happened. On the other, though, it seemed l

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